1. Brunch. 2. Seafood. 3. Morning wine. 4. Spanish Sunday Fundayyy!
What’s not to love?!
While I’m all about eggs and other traditional brunch-y fare, you’ll never see me complaining about something a little outside the box. I’ve now discovered that paella and white wine at 11am are GREAT, thanks to Barlata tapas bar on South Lamar.
We started out our Barlata brunch with some champagne (duh) and tapas. My two favorites were spicy shrimp and the patatas bravas (aka fried potatoes with spicy tomato sauce and aioli). I have something to admit: I normally don’t like breakfast potatoes. They’re starchy and bland and I don’t like covering up their boringness by drowning them in gross ketchup.
But guess what! Turns out if you deep fry potatoes, smother them in spicy sauce, then smother THAT in mayonnaise (the king of all condiments), I love them. Go figure.
After tapas, it was time for the main attraction: white wine and PAELLA. I’ve had a special fondness AND high standard for paella ever since I enjoyed fresh paella on the beaches of Malaga. (And yes, I feel annoying bringing that up, but what can you do.) Rob is big into paella too, and we concurred that this is pretty damn good. We had two types: