we started off with a lovely sopa de azteca. tortilla soup, but with a better name. this was something i’d come back for. it was tasty. it was vibrant. it even gave you just enough of a sweat. man, i wanted more.
then came the tapas.
yeah.
okay.
perhaps ranazul, the local spanish restaurant, is not familiar with the concept of tapas? you know, small plate eating of little spanish treats that make you want to sample more and more?
yeah, that’s not what’s happening here.
we are being presented with full sized plates of food. not tapas-sized plates of food, full…on dinner sized…if-i-eat-just-this-i’ll-be-fine plates of food.