Market – Ed Will Eat It

Eat, Drink and Party in Madrid

‘I did not fall in love with the offal dish…’

‘…it would be sacrilege not to order the crispy yet mind-bogglingly tender…’

‘I don’t remember much beyond this point but I do know I have acquired a liking for French rap.’

‘…I was persistently tickled by the hairy arm of my other neighbour…’

‘…sweet, soft and an utter delight.’

‘…dramatic iron gates marked the beginning of Rue Montorgueil, a street we dubbed the Holy Grail of our Parisian pilgrimage.’