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Restaurants, Spanish Flatiron
5 out of 5 stars
(6user reviews)
 (Photograph: Courtesy Boqueria)
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Boqueria (Photograph: Roxanna Marroquin)
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Boqueria (Photograph: Roxanna Marroquin)
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Boqueria (Photograph: Roxanna Marroquin)
Photograph: Roxanna MarroquinBoqueria
Boqueria (Photograph: Roxanna Marroquin)
Photograph: Roxanna MarroquinBoqueria
Boqueria (Photograph: Roxanna Marroquin)
Photograph: Roxanna MarroquinBoqueria
Boqueria (Photograph: Roxanna Marroquin)
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Boqueria (Photograph: Roxanna Marroquin)
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Time Out says

Tapas are hotter than ever in this city, literally. I watched my wife learn this the hard way when she touched a molten-lava-hot paella skillet at Boqueria by accident and got a nasty welt on her hand. Moments later, the manager offered his apologies and showed us similar burn marks he’d received over the past few weeks from handling the same dish. Having made several visits to this small-plates spot, it’s safe to say that our memories of the restaurant will forever be quite visceral.

Owner Yann de Rochefort, who also runs the loungey, moat-encircled Suba, maximized Boqueria’s small Chelsea footprint by cramming ten tables into the bar area and thrusting a 16-seat, elbow-to-elbow communal table in the middle of the room. You’ll enjoy more privacy if you opt for one of the peripheral wood banquettes, but you’ll still have to contend with the booming stereo. The visuals are more soothing: Exposed-filament lightbulbs, a stone bar and wood walls lend the room a fashionably rustic vibe.

Given that Boqueria is named for Barcelona’s centuries-old food market, you might expect chef Seamus Mullen to prepare classic tapas. It’s not that simple: The Vermont native has bounced between New York (Crudo, Brasserie 8) and Spain, and I sensed an urban sophistication in his dishes.

Mullen prepares bacalao (dried, salted cod), a standard tapas ingredient, as an extraordinarily airy and crisp beignet. He adds a Spanish twist to the classic devils on horseback, stuffing a tangy Spanish blue cheese (for kick) and almonds (adding texture) into dates, and then wraps the whole thing with bacon. Mullen is most obsessed with eggs—many of which he sources from the Vermont farm where he grew up. He offers a Spanish omelette, filled with potatoes and onions; a beautiful egg poached in oil and served over zucchini, peppers, peas and asparagus; and fried quail eggs perched delicately atop a mild, smoky chorizo and fried bread.

The menu is organized into four serving sizes, ranging from small tapas to shared entrées. At six bucks a pop for what amounts to tiny tastes, you’ll go broke if you stay small. Unfortunately, the bigger the plate, the less I liked the dish. A lamb-shank entrée was hard to eat—the meat was tough to get off the bone (the accompanying butter knife didn’t help), so I was forced to gnaw on it Henry VIII–style. And aside from a few token stewed plums, the dish was bland. The black paella, served in a skillet, was gorgeous—the ink-stained rice mixed well with pieces of cuttlefish and rabbit, and looked great with a little swirl of saffron cream on top—but the excessively hot rice burned the roof of my mouth, and those pieces of proteins were few and far between.

Having walked around the Boqueria in Barcelona, I can testify to the importance of drinking booze when eating tapas. The restaurant’s 80 wines, all Spanish, are listed by region, but the descriptions are less than helpful, since they focus on geography and not wine character. I preferred the list of sangrias, which includes a beer version that mixes lager, pear puree, lemon juice and triple sec into an aggressively refreshing and unique drink—like a take on the fruit beers from Berlin.

The burn theme reemerged during dessert. Mullen’s crème brûlée is charred not by blowtorch, but rather a branding iron; you can tell whenever someone’s ordered it because the restaurant stinks for a few minutes. Given my paella track record, I was wary of any dish involving hot metal. But my wife healed fast enough, the owner sent over a free round of drinks, and the scar wasn’t so large that I wouldn’t gladly hazard a meal here again.



Address: 53 W 19th St
New York
Cross street: between Fifth and Sixth Aves
Transport: Subway: F, N, R to 23rd St
Price: Average small plate: $6; Average main course: $20. AmEx, MC, V
Opening hours: Mon–Thu, Sun noon–midnight; Fri, Sat noon–2am
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Very trendy tapas place - with a bottle of wine and needing to try a ton of things, a quick bite will run you up quite the bill. I definitely want to come back to try more things!

Fabulous food and top notch service. This nook in Soho serves up authentic Spanish tapas. We ordered several dishes but my favorite were the croquettes and lamb skewers. Needless to say my boyfriend ordered two rounds of lamb skewers. My only regret was not trying the s'mores....


I’ll be honest: I only come here for the churro s’more. It’s literally the only thing I’ve had from this menu so far! But it’s just so good! The s’more is big enough to share, and it’s sweet, gooey, and delicious. Their hot chocolate is good too; I ordered a Nutella hot chocolate, and it was really nutty without being too sweet. One day I’ll go for tapas but for now, this place is worth visiting for the s’more alone.


Sometimes I'm weary of restaurants with more than one location, but Boqueria restored my faith in "local chains."

This place is a serious tapas spot and is great for a date, dinner with your girlfriends or dining with a group (they have set menus for large parties too). 

Grilled octopus, sauteed mushrooms, fire-roasted eggplant and paella were among the dishes my sister and I ordered, and I would be hard-pressed not to order them again, though the menu has tons of other amazing options. I'll be looking for another excuse to come back.

Also, I ate at the Soho location. It's a little slim, but had a sexy feel. 


Boqueria is definitely one of my go-tos, especially in Flatiron. It's always busy, but the staff is great and the food is excellent. Start with a crisp, dry rose at the bar and peruse the tapas menu and seasonal offerings. The patatas bravas are a must, as are the gambas al ajillo. The octopus is perfectly cooked, and there are always plenty of seasonal, delicious vegetable options. 


Boqueria’s Flatiron location isn’t the biggest of places, but that doesn’t keep people away. This place is always packed for dinner. They are open for breakfast, brunch, and lunch as well. The vast tapas menu is truly exceptional, with something for everyone. The tortilla Española is fantastic and so are the pimientos de Padron, which are blistered shishito peppers topped with sea salt. The patatas bravas are amazing crispy fried potatoes with salsa brava and roasted garlic allioli. The gambas al ajillo are a heavenly dish of shrimp, tons of garlic, brandy, and olive oil, served with bread for dipping. Don’t forget to try a delicious cocktail or potent sangria.

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