Coín For Food

Upon on our arrival in Coín Monday (see yesterday’s post), we parked the car under Plaza Mercado and headed to the street for lunch.

San Geraldo was leading the way and suggested we stop at the very first place we passed. It looked charming and popular.

The first letter in the logotype was impossible for us to decipher; we couldn’t figure out the name of the place. But we headed inside.

We were greeted warmly and the interior was surprisingly cool and trendy. The theme was American (mostly) music. Vinyl discs amid photos of famous rock & rollers adorned the walls.

I was pleased to see the menu was all Spanish with some very unique (and delicious) tapas. It turned out to be a brilliant choice.

After careful study, we decided the name of the restaurant was (a) Bommara.

Or (b) Pommara.

Or maybe (c) Rommara.

So I Googled it while we ate.

We should have included (d) Other…

Welcome to Jommara.

OPEN THE BREADBASKET.
THE AROMA OF FRESH BREAD WAS EXQUISITE.
PATATAS BRAVAS, AN EXCEPTIONAL VERSION OF A LOCAL TRADITION.
I CAN’T REEMEMBER WHAT THIS WAS CALLED.
HOJALDRE CON ESPINACA
(PUFF PASTRY WITH SPINACH)
THE BOSS AND THE KING.
OUTSIDE AFTER OUR WALK.
WE WERE THE LAST CUSTOMERS OF THE DAY.

This was playing when we walked in…

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