I crossed town to Bodega Montferry for one of their enticing, potentially hangover-curing-yet-gut-busting sandwiches that I have been so keen to try. Yet on a Saturday I had chosen the wrong day, those sandwiches are for weekdays. Nevermind, it just means I’ll have to make a visit back the other time.
Bodega Montferry is one of those old fashioned neighbourhood bars that I always fear won’t be with us for much longer. Serving good rustic food, wine from the barrel and in need of a good dust, like many place of its ilk it was packed for Saturday lunch as everyone tucked into hearty tapas.
Having got over my bocadillo disappointment we ordered a plate of lacón, boiled ham drenched in peppery olive oil and a generous shake of smoky paprika. Improved quality baguette would’ve made it even better but it was still a good vehicle for all that smoky oil.
Next a plate of what the Catalans call mar y muntanya, or ‘surf and turf’ as we Brits know it. In this case pork meatballs and baby squid in a sauce made with the ink and a picada, typically made of nuts or fried bread which is used to thicken sauces here. Its deceiving how you feel this meat and fish combination shouldn’t work but absolutely does.
Alongside, anchovy fillets in oil and oregano, their salty bite and fuller flesh, compared to the tinned variety, make them the perfect accompaniment to a midday ‘hair of the dog’.
If you’re intrigued to know more about those sandwiches that got me across to Sants feeling a little worse for wear, here’s a preview courtesy of their social media. One of these will find you on a fast track to a coronary and a long way from vegetarianism, but speedily in the direction of recovery after a heavy night.
Bodega Montferry, Carrer de Violant d’Hongria Reina d’Aragó 105, Sants
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