And never solely that however tripe, eels and fried fish, for an genuine journey down reminiscence lane. However solely on Saturdays, and solely till 12 am.
You may not anticipate a lot success with such fare, and but, each Saturday morning the Marxal restaurant is full of punters.
It’s located in an industrial property and caters to staff who need a copious meal and a bellyful of wine earlier than going again to their factories as a part of the lumpen proletariat that preserve the nation functioning.
In a big room with images of Valencia the way it used to look, particularly the central market and railway station, el Marxal, situated within the village of Museros, simply north of the town, supplies a burgeoning conventional meals market with conventional dishes at greater than cheap costs.
Should you look intently, you’ll see that it’s principally males, wearing suitably Ragged Trousered Philanthropist clothes, and the noise stage is frankly extreme, however when males are given what they need, a bellyful of meals and the liberty to specific themselves, then who of their proper thoughts would complain.
In addition to the primary dishes, peanuts and olives are a obligatory a part of the expertise with no additional value, and the wine is served in decanters, so you don’t have any concept what you’re consuming, and let’s face it, solely a wimp would fear anyway.
Marxal may be discovered, simply comply with the noise, at Avinguda Lluís Santàngel, 3, subsequent to the couch store.
