nH Hotel Cafe, Madrid

Exceptionally shitty service. The worst we'd had our entire trip. We just ignored it, and had a good time. They suddenly warmed up at the end after Hubby started speaking Spanish and they caught the madrileño accent. Then we smirked. We'd tested them and they failed. Food was very good, thankfully. It poured and gusted like no tomorrow, while we sat at the window bar and just took in the Neptune fountain across the street.


















Their take on patatas bravas were cute, fries were good, cutest little burgers were delicious.