Kaleja in three words? Memory, fire, and Andalusia.

[..]When a place delivers this level of service, handles its ingredients with care and respect, and clearly has serious research behind it — what can you even say?

Nothing. You just go.

And then you go back.[..]

[…]But the dish — the dish — was the albóndiga. A game meatball wrapped in a deeply savory nest of potatoes, trumpet mushrooms, its own reduction, and shaved black truffle.

Mind-blowing. Period.[…]

Fun fact: I loved this restaurant so much that I painted a scene of it while I was sitting there enjoying their food.