Cervecería Azul y Blanco takes its name from everyone’s favourite Mediterranean colour combination, but as its bold colours fade to dark grey and dusty pink, this little corner bar slips into a bygone era and has become totally kitsch.
Illuminating the dimly lit end of Calle Cabestreros is a little Cuban bar serving authentic Cuban food to the soundtrack of the Caribbean.
Amazing food brings people together – inside Dakar, everyone eats alongside one another, no matter whether they’re from Senegal, Spain or anywhere else.
Over five million people are buried, stacked and stored as ashes in Madrid’s biggest graveyard. Its size and layout make it feel like more of a city than a cemetery – it has a historic centre, named streets, and neighbourhoods with different characters.
The Spanish spring is finally upon us and the almond and cherry trees are blossoming! Here are three central Madrid places to find them.
Since 1961, El Brillante has been the first and last port of call for millions of Atocha’s passengers. A first caña stood at the bar sets the tone for the rest of your stay, and that final bocadillo de calamares leaves you with a belly full of fondness for Madrid.
One man’s trash is another man’s treasure and, to a scrap collector, the streets of Madrid are paved with gold.
If simply wandering around the Rastro gives you a buzz, then a visit here will make you feel like you’ve plugged yourself straight into the national grid.
Owned by a Syrian baker called Jihad, Pastelería Salamat has the best selection of baklava I’ve found in Madrid – and some amazing Syrian flatbread too.
El Rastro isn’t just a market, it’s a 400-year-old community of quirky characters from all over the world, who live, eat and breathe El Rastro.