Choosing was itself fun, as we enjoyed reading online descriptions and reviews of some of the alternatives in Barcelona – Comerc 24, Cinc Sentits, Hisop, Abac, to name a few. We settled on Alkimia, a one-star Michelin restaurant that also turns out to be a “neighborhood” restaurant since it is only a few blocks away from our flat.
Then all we had to do was wait for the day and time of our reservation. Waiting for the time was the most difficult: in true Spanish style the earliest evening reservation is at 9pm. The restaurant itself is fairly small – perhaps 20 tables – with a minimalist décor. The emphasis definitely is on the food.
I certainly can’t find words that do justice to the food, but here are descriptions of the dishes -- in some cases with a clip of the menu description for those who would like to translate the Catalan.
1. “P’amb tomaquet” a la Alkimia: Small chunks of toasted bread floating in essence of tomato, filtered tomato juice, with a little olive oil added, all served in a small, narrow column of a glass with a thin slice of saucisson laid on top. This dish is a deconstruction of p’amb tomàquet (bread with tomato), the traditional Catalan dish made by topping toasted bread slices with olive oil, and then rubbing the bread with a quarter of fresh tomato and sprinkling with a little sea salt.
2. Small portion of white beans (a staple of Catalan cooking), with a piece of grilled calçots (the spring onion adored by Catalans – see the earlier post) in chicken broth, topped with a frothy emulsion of butter.
3. Slices of raw, marinated tuna and the “shell” of a tomato, with dollops of “cheese” (a bit like fromage blanc), served on a base of strawberry sauce. (The tomato shell was a peeled tomato with its inside removed, leaving flesh with a color and consistency very similar to the tuna slices. Only when we bit into a tomato slice did we realize tomato was mixed in with the tuna.)
4. A small cannelloni filled with intensely flavored chicken, coated with thick béchamel sauce and topped by bits of toasted almonds, accompanied by a “bulls-eye” of layered sauces (probably chicken broth, olive oil and the béchamel) in a round depression in the plate.
5. Rice with saffron topped with a crawfish -- a rich variation on paella de mariscos.
6. Sea bass with small potatoes in a white sauce.
7. Small slices of beautifully rare, perfectly marbled beef accompanied by tiny deep-fried potato slices (no, I won't call them potato chips), drizzled with an egg yolk sauce -- all served on a heated slab of slate. (At least we think it was beef; bou can mean either beef or ox in Catalan, but it sure tasted like beef.)
8. Peach "gazpacho”: tiny cubes of cucumber and fruit in a “soup” of peach purée accompanied by dollops of yoghurt.
9. Small square of a coffee-caramel cake accompanied by vanilla ice cream in a lemon sauce.
10. A plate of three small “candies” (macaroon; a chocolate with coconut center; a square of layered coffee, yoghurt and fruit) plus a ball of chocolate-covered mint ice cream served on a wooden skewer stuck into a holder on the plate.
Each dish arrived in a distinctive serving plate custom-shaped for that dish.
A truly memorable meal, one of the best we can remember; each dish offering its own incredibly rich, intense, and contrasting flavors and textures. Trying to think of others worthy of comparison kept taking us back to the best meals we’ve had in France. But of all of them I think this was probably the most inventive cooking I have ever enjoyed.