Dante, New York, the best bar in the world 2019
what to choose 'The best bars in the world ' I find it as cute as it is utopian because the best bar will always be where you were happy, point ball. It will be the bar where you hang out when the hours didn't go by that fast, where you counted the euros on the table and the songs were about you (how nice it is when a song is about you).
In my bar it always sounds 'Please, please, please, let me get what I want ’ and it smells of coffee, pastries and that white wine (horrible and wonderful at the same time) in the afternoon; in that memory bar there are always books on the table, half conversations and the certainty (I have it) that in this life you have to surround yourself with people who inspire you. They will give you clues, sparks, landing lights.
The best bar on the planet for one of my best friends it will always be the cafeteria of the Faculty of Medicine of the Complutense , that you already see; but it is so nice that sometimes Oscar Wilde is wrong: “nothing worthwhile can be taught”. Except in a bar.
That is why I am quite clear about what a good restaurant should be like, but I am not so clear about what a good bar is; I mean, I guess it must be armed with an accomplice bartender, a menu with classics (and some mischief), decent glasses, exemplary bottles and a space that serves as a shelter for silly days (but from there, to me that they register me) .
I find Milford the happiest place in the world (I'm almost always happy there) and The average age must be around five hundred years.
The best bar of your life
Please, do not turn in rounds: I love bars . I love them more every day, especially now that border on the clandestine (eat meat and drink alcohol: you are a savage!) and the noble art of cogorza is marked in red on the politically incorrect flier: how lazy with the veggie dictatorship and this well-thinking prison, for God's sake. Leave me alone with my Old Fashioned, my high-calorie peanuts and my old beef steak tartare, I'll manage with my pillow and my endocrine.
Maybe that's precisely why it's never been so much fun meet new bars , because in a scenario (the gastronomic one) where all the places are common and the restaurants are photocopies of other restaurants, which in turn are photocopies of other restaurants, bars are the Joker, anarchy and that 'why not?' that turns us on so much: A taqueria with cocktails? Come on. A laundry where pork rinds are cooked to the sound of reggaeton? Well why not. A hidden cocktail bar at the end of the most surprising restaurant of the decade? Live life.
That's why I'm crazy about bars, and why The World's 50 Best Bars 2019 list is sacred to the no-nonsense drinker: Salmon Guru is the best bar in Spain (up from 47th to 19th place) and overtakes paradise which rises 17 positions. The third national bar in the top is Dr Stravinsky , also in Barcelona, which enters the list for the first time (I imagine many happy acolytes, this corner of the Born is a bar for uncompromising drinkers) .
But another piece of news has made us almost happier than this very deserving promotion of our Diego Cabrera: the best bartender in the world is a woman, **Monica Berg, from Alto's Tequila (bravo!)** and the Dante (in New York) is crowned as the Everest of the melopea . I'll be honest: I haven't planned trips around restaurants in a long time: I do it around the cocktail bars.
**And this is my bible.**