Everyone loves a good comeback story.
Exhibit A: Steve Jobs.
Exhibit B: Robert Downey Jr.
Exhibit C: The 2013 Marlins (hey, we’re optimists).
And speaking of comebacks, say hello to Bulla Gastrobar, a Spanish taverna with date-night plates of charcuterie and pitchers of beer sangria, now open in Coral Gables.
This is from the guys behind Por Fin. In fact, this is the old Por Fin space. But six months ago, they decided the Euro-café thing was out, and the Spanish countryside was in. Now, it looks like the main house of a ranch outside Madrid. One with lots of raw wood. And tanned-leather high chairs for eating ibérico ham. And drinking wine. And admiring some paintings of Andalusian horses. (Note: not a small-plates option.)
So tonight, come here. Bring a date. Belly up to the long marble bar directly in front of the open kitchen. Throw the chef a quick nod and proceed to order some cochinillo. That’s suckling pig and garlic. Oh, and a pitcher of beer sangria. That’s beer and sangria.
But say the night’s calling for a little fresh air. Pretty soon, you’ll be able to head up to their second-floor balcony/patio for a Sevilla Smash (bourbon, amaretto, orange marmalade) under the moon.
Or the sun. Either way.
Exhibit A: Steve Jobs.
Exhibit B: Robert Downey Jr.
Exhibit C: The 2013 Marlins (hey, we’re optimists).
And speaking of comebacks, say hello to Bulla Gastrobar, a Spanish taverna with date-night plates of charcuterie and pitchers of beer sangria, now open in Coral Gables.
This is from the guys behind Por Fin. In fact, this is the old Por Fin space. But six months ago, they decided the Euro-café thing was out, and the Spanish countryside was in. Now, it looks like the main house of a ranch outside Madrid. One with lots of raw wood. And tanned-leather high chairs for eating ibérico ham. And drinking wine. And admiring some paintings of Andalusian horses. (Note: not a small-plates option.)
So tonight, come here. Bring a date. Belly up to the long marble bar directly in front of the open kitchen. Throw the chef a quick nod and proceed to order some cochinillo. That’s suckling pig and garlic. Oh, and a pitcher of beer sangria. That’s beer and sangria.
But say the night’s calling for a little fresh air. Pretty soon, you’ll be able to head up to their second-floor balcony/patio for a Sevilla Smash (bourbon, amaretto, orange marmalade) under the moon.
Or the sun. Either way.
