22/07/2026
We need to be honest with you about Posset de Naranja.
It was supposed to be a limited-run dessert. A nice little addition, a few weeks on the menu, tasteful exit, everyone moves on with their lives. Instead it turned into the dish people ordered "just to try" and then ordered again "just to check it was still good," and then just started ordering on arrival before they'd even looked at the tapas menu. Which, respectfully, is a betrayal of the concept of tapas, but we understand.
Silky orange posset, sharp enough to keep you honest, topped with dark chocolate shavings, served with rolled vanilla biscuits that exist purely to be dragged through every last bit of it. It's the kind of dessert that makes the table go quiet for a second, which — if you've eaten with Spanish food before — you know is the highest compliment a dish can receive.
So it's permanent now. We tried to fight it. We lost.
