The kind of place they told you doesn’t exist any more. The kind of place I've not seen in 20-odd years, and then in some of the dingier parts of Soho. Battered. Literally propped up to keep it from falling down (seriously - big metal beams and scaffolding), including netting over the outside to stop the plaster falling into the street. Graffiti all over the shutters. A landlord with that world-weary look of contempt for his customers that makes you instantly realise that to them they are his family. Beers for €1 a bottle because he either hasn't realised he can charge more or (more likely) doesn't want to. And people piling out into the streets when it opens (around 10pm), good-naturedly blocking traffic to - if you're lucky - experience...
Read moreI would give 10 stars to this place if possible. Here is where we experienced the true flamenco spirit, when neighbours get together and sing flamenco. I can only hope it will not be overrun...
Read moreEs un sitio de otra época, de los que ya quedan pocos en Sevilla. Vete un lunes o un miércoles por la noche, pide un vino de naranja por un euro y ponte a escuchar gratis flamenco caótico y espontaneo. Eso si, intenta no apoyarte en una columna o puntal, igual el bar se te cae encima. Alucino con los que comentan que está sucio o que no tiene opciones veganas. Como Local guides al menos deberíais saber el sitio que visitáis, que parecen que os sacan de un Starbucks y os salen sarpullidos. Así al menos esto tendrá utilidad para los que les interese conocer sitios auténticos...
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