One birthday celebration a few weeks back, I, along with my girlfriends, sought refuge in Bocadillos. After having a not so pleasant experience at a certain lounge full of bubbles (which shall remain nameless), things quickly turned around moments after entering Bocadillos. Squeezing the 4 of us at a tiny table certainly wasn't planned, but the restaurant's energetic vibe ended up being the perfect (relocation) celebration spot.
Oh and Bocadillos has tapas. I don't just like tapas. I love tapas (see here). I love ordering an assortment of small plates in attempt to try as much as possible. I also love how I try to rationalize me eating an absurd amount of food in the previous sentence...so sad, but I tried.
Must try: patatas bravas with romesco sauce.