ok this is galic and the choice of eating is limited. but I went to d’pepe and immediately I felt that it was something wrong with the collective placement of the staff. I asked the first waitress if it was possible to have a table. for two in Spanish and they shrug their shoulders. my wife and I sat in the restaurant, and I said hello to the bearded man behind the bar and he could hardly raise an eyebrow! two of the other waitresses were okay, but looked nervous if not disturbed? the food was satisfactory, and in her defense offered the first waitress that shrunk a para levar container for our tortilla and was pleasant. I tried to get involved with the bearded man to improve the funeral by showing him a picture of an English friend of mine with an impressive bart. he looked embarrassing and turned into quiet without a word to me or the other person. so strange was the atmosphere that I would never return, although eating was really good with an excellent chimmi churri sose and excellent padron pepper. the price was also ok and I had a tip. my advice to the owners, they lick the bart and employ less waiter, and continue with the good kitchen. good luck!
