Day 3, July 25
Finding Biarritz 1881
. Part 3
So around 6pm we finally left our room again and headed down to La Rambla.
It was packed again to say the least and we just strolled down slowly, always looking for the side street where we had to make a left. And then we had finally made it there. It was the same street we had taken the first day we had been there. But then we had to go down some very narrow streets, which we would never have gone through had we not been on a search for the Tapas bar.
We crossed a huge square and ducked out through a doorway and started walking down another narrow street. And nearly walked right past Biarritz 1881 the Tapas bar we had been looking for.

Now to say it was a tiny restaurant would be an understatement.
It was just one narrow room with about 4 half tables fixed to the wall and some chairs and a long row of bar stools along the bar, which was full with Tapas. There was one empty table at the side, so we decided to give it a try and thank god, we did.
We had just sat down when a server came round to greet us and asked if we just wanted some drinks or if we would like some food as well. We were definitely interested in some food as I had read that they had awesome Tapas. Since we were not sure on what to try we left it to the server to pick four tapas for us and Tom ordered a beer, while I wanted to try some Sangria.
I am usually not drinking red wine as it makes my throat close up, but it looked yummy, so I wanted to give it a try. It did not disappoint and since there were ice cubes and other juices mixed in it was nice to drink. And the server only brought out one of the tapas as the table was so small so we would have room to move. The first one was a
Vegetarian Tart which was light and airy in the middle and topped with goats cheese. Next one was a
Puff Pastry slice filled with veggies and different cheeses. And it just tasted wonderful. And just as we finished it off two seats at the bar opened up and our server asked us to sit over there as there was much more space. Good idea, very good idea. Especially since he now brought out two more tapas. The next one was a
Tapas Burger, sitting on a polenta cake and served with some kind of Ratatouille and it was absolutely delicious. We had a fourth plate coming and this time it was another
Ham and Cheese parcel. They warm them up and they were out of this world good. We had finished our drinks by then and definitely needed another one, so Tom got another beer while I, to my own astonishment, ordered another Sangria.
We felt quite full, but sitting in front of those wonderful goodies,
we had to give in and order some more. My choice was again a
puff pastry parcel, Spinach and goats cheese and it was wonderful. We both had decided on kind of a
Vegetable Quiche and Toms choice was fried
Churizo served with Patatas Bravas. We were so stuffed and Tom had to finish the Churizo on his own as I was just too full.
When we were finally stuffed to the gills we paid, left them a nice tip and rolled out of the restaurant. And only then did we notice that there was a line to get into the restaurant. It was nice to slowly stroll through the still buzzing streets at night and we thought about stopping at a hotel nearby and check if some friends of ours had already arrived, but then threw out the idea as it was already pretty late and they had just flown across the Atlantic. So we headed back to our room, finished packing and after watching a little TV and a nightcup we finally went to bed.
To be continued ..........