1/5 Richard M. 4 months ago on Google
Ah,
Meson
del
Bocadillo
Agaete,
where
the
bocadillo
with
chorizo
from
Teror
felt
like
a
sandwich
conspiracy.
I
ordered
the
chorizo
edition,
only
to
discover
that
the
chorizo
had
a
more
elusive
presence
than
Waldo
in
a
camouflage
store.
It
was
as
if
the
chorizo
whispered,
"Hello
from
the
other
side
of
this
microscopic
layer."
Now,
let's
talk
ambiance
β
an
unexpected
twist
awaited.
The
owners,
bless
their
jittery
souls,
seemed
to
have
ingested
a
healthy
dose
of
overenthusiastic
energy
pills.
Their
frenetic
movements
and
wide-eyed
stares
left
me
questioning
if
I'd
wandered
into
a
cafe
or
a
secret
underground
rave
where
sandwiches
double
as
party
favors.
Their
state
of
animated
agitation
transformed
the
dining
experience
into
a
surreal
performance
art
piece,
complete
with
invisible
chorizo
and
an
atmosphere
that
felt
like
an
avant-garde
interpretation
of
caffeine-induced
anxiety.
But,
fear
not,
dear
reader,
for
amidst
the
culinary
conspiracy
and
the
energetic
spectacle,
there's
a
silver
lining
β
an
unintentional
comedy
that
unfolded
like
a
quirky
sitcom
episode.
It's
a
place
where
the
bocadillo
is
a
master
of
disguise,
and
the
owners'
high-energy
antics
rival
a
Broadway
musical.
So,
if
you're
up
for
a
sandwich
adventure
where
the
chorizo
plays
hide-and-seek,
and
the
owners
are
living
in
a
world
of
their
own,
Meson
del
Bocadillo
Agaete
awaits.
A
dining
experience
that
will
leave
you
questioning
the
chorizo's
existence
and
pondering
the
mysteries
of
sandwich
artistry.
Bon
appΓ©tit
with
a
side
of
sandwich-induced
surrealism!