Those typical Spanish bars…
You know the ones I mean.
The ones where you can go for a beer and a sandwich at 10 AM and no-one will think twice about it.
Floor slippery with shrimp heads and olive pits, awful fluorescent lights from 1970, white haired waiter shouting orders back to the tiny kitchen.
Metal countertop. Flimsy paper napkins. La caña bien tirada. Grandma and Grandpa at the table in the corner having chocolate con churros.
You know, those bars.
They seem like they’ve been part of the old Madrid landscape since time immemorial (or at least since 2004 – when I arrived.)
And you can love ’em or you can hate ’em.
But one thing is clear: they’re not opening any new ones.
Here’s my take (as an almost-native madrileño) on the decline and fall of typical Spanish bars.
Ready?
Here goes nothin…
Are typical Spanish bars dying out?
I’ve read several articles recently about the untimely death of typical Spanish bars. Rent controls have ended and the city as a whole is gentrifying, they say.
I guess it might be true.
However, if you get out of the city center, there are still plenty of old-man bars.
I should know.
In my unglamorous Tetuán neighborhood far from where the hipsters live, many of the typical bars are still doing a booming business, day in and day out.
Right around the corner from home, I’ve got a place that serves tortilla all day, and looks like it hasn’t been remodelled since the 60s. And about two blocks away, I’ve got a churro and squid place that’s about 90 years old.
On the smaller streets off Bravo Murillo, you can find places that are as old-school as you can handle – it’s like time travel without leaving the barrio!
The old-school places mingle with the newer gastrobars, the low-cost bars and the dozens of kebab shops without a problem… They’re all over Tetuán.
And each one has its regular clientele of people from the barrio.
The decline and fall of typical Madrid bars
Consider this…
Sooner or later, the people who opened those sorts of bars decades ago are all going to retire. Some already have.
And their lifelong customers aren’t going to be around forever, either.
Will they pass these businesses along to their kids?
I doubt it.
For the most part, I don’t think young Spaniards are dreaming of taking over Mom and Dad’s old-style bar in Tetuán when they’re old enough.
And Mom and Dad probably want a different life for their kids, too. They send little Juanito to university so he can get an engineering degree…
Then move to London to escape from 50% youth unemployment, and (possibly) end up working in a bar up there.
The parents fry the squid rings their whole lives so that the kids don’t have to… at least in theory.
And younger people, if they decide to start a bar, probably do something hipper. Something classier. Something like the places they’ve seen on their trips abroad.
And so, the typical “bares de toda la vida” close, and what replaces them is…
Different.
Why (many) small businesses fail
Businesses fail all the time. And typical Spanish bars are no exception.
As the owner of a one-man business myself, let me tell you: unless I make some grand plan for its continuation, this thing’s gonna die with me – if not much sooner.
The bars that are dying out are exactly the Mom ‘n Pop places that aren’t really built to last. They’re not multi-generational institutions – they’re meant to provide an income to the owners for a few decades, and nothing more.
In other words, they’re lifestyle businesses.
And there’s nothing wrong with that. But with no marketing plan, few improvements, and little effort made towards growth, most businesses just don’t last that long.
(And the fact that they’ve already lasted several decades seems pretty good, honestly.)
The ones that seem to be hanging on have larger staffs, great locations, and some dedication to quality and service.
And of course, there are no guarantees. Even Fortune 500 companies fail.
Anyway, let’s end with some places you can go for a bite to eat or a few cañas, right here in Madrid…
My favorite typical Spanish bars in Madrid
I’m no stranger to the inside of a bar myself…
So if you want to check out some of my favorites, try the pork ear at Casa Toni (Calle Cruz, 14 – Metro Sol). Or head to Bodega de la Ardosa for some tortilla de patatas (Calle Colón, 13 – Metro Tribunal).
Close to Plaza Dos de Mayo is Casa Camacho – about as authentic as it gets, with standing room only and a drink called a yayo (gin, vermouth and “Casera”) you can’t get anywhere else. That’s at Calle de San Andrés, 4.
For ye olde squid sandwiches on Plaza Mayor, check out Cervecería Plaza Mayor 2, which is more than 50 years old. (If they’re full, you can head to La Ideal right next door on Calle Botoneras. It’s less pretty but the squid is basically the same.)
And right in front of the Cathedral you’ll find El Anciano Rey de Vinos (Calle Bailén, 19), which has been serving its unique house wine – sweet, similar to moscatel – since it opened in 1909.
There are more. Even in the hippest and most touristy areas, you can still find plenty of typical Spanish bars.
Not as many as before, but I think they’re still going strong.
That’s it for today…
I’m out.
Mr Chorizo.
P.S. What are your favorite typical Spanish bars? Also, wanna buy me a beer? Or some squid? Pork ear? Morcilla? I’m hungry. (Almost always.) Anyway, hit me up, right here in the comments…
P.P.S. Just as a thought experiment – if you found out tomorrow that your long-lost uncle Antonio had left you his old-man bar in his will, would you just pick up where he left off? Or would you improve a few things and update the vibe for the 21st century? Yeah, that’s what I thought.
P.P.P.S. Since I wrote this article, the most famous of the typical Spanish bars in Malasaña closed down. El Palentino, on calle del Pez, is gone. Why? Well, it’s not an evil conspiracy by Starbucks (or even 100 Mondatidos – ¡qué horror!) It’s just that one of the owners died and the other decided to retire rather than keep the place open. So… ¡adiós, Palentino! I hope they put something cool in your place.
“Old man bars” are 90% of my social life… they can’t be dissapearing! The last time I was in Madrid I started a post with my favorite oldies but goodies in Madrid and Ardosa and Camacho are 2 of the top 3! Nothing like a couple of Yayos in a stuffy, sweaty, suffocating salón and then leveling off with a pizza from Cambalacha nextdoor 😉
I have to say, I’ve never actually had a Yayo… I only actually “discovered” Camacho pretty recently when I started writing for Lonely Planet and had to seek out new places to go. Thanks for commenting!
Thanks for the info and will definitely visit those places next time I am in Spain
Hi Daniel, this article is unsettling similar to my article, ‘The death of the Spanish bar…’ From a few months ago. They say copying is a form of flattery but…
In any case, the bars you listed as typical Spanish bars are not at all typical Spanish bars, they’re the touristified versions and don’t play the same role in a community as the ones that are disappearing.
I’d like to say you’ve taken a different and interesting angle but this article just seems like a disagreement response to mine, which we could discuss if you’d like.
Well, I’ve been around a lot longer than you. I first touched on this issue almost 3 years ago here: https://www.expatmadrid.com/2015/01/06/gastro-hipster-lost-new-madrid/
Leah, I guess you haven’t read Daniel for a long time, I hope you click on the link he sent for you. I Would love to read your article to see for myself why you responded the way you did. I am not disagreeing with you nor agreeing, I have to read your article first. But I do follow Daniel and insofar as I can, I would bet my life he is neither disagreeing with you nor in any way responding to your article. Pleas send a link to it
Daniel, from y experience as a Spaniard even though like you I am an expat, I fully agree with your understanding of what a typical old Spanish bar is. I have visited many all over Spain, specially in Almeria and you are right on
I am Antonio Navarro’s sister, and I thought very interesting the comments on “old man bars”. My family left Spain in December of 1956, when I was almost 16(4/18/41), and my brother Antonio almost 14(4/27/43). By that time, we already loved “el aperitivo de una cana con ganbas a la plancha”, on our way to the hotel from the beach, when we were on vacation in Almeria. I have been back to Spain many times, once for 2 years, before I got married in Philadelphia. I visited with my husband (1971), who loved Madrid and all the tours we took starting at the Plaza Mayor. One of our most memorable times was our evening at the Puerta del Sol, as we visited many bars, having our “canas y tapas” or “vino y tapas”, whatever the bar’s specialty was. He, being a very American from Philadelphia, even loved eating at one of the places “morcilla”, and at another, “bacalao a la vizcaina”. It was a great evening!!! He also loved Almeria, where we visited some of my relatives, and there we ate at one of those bars, where the shrimp peals & olive pits were all over the floor. He got the biggest kick, when they started sweeping the floor because they heard us speaking English & said…”son Americanos”.
In 1975 I took our 3 children (4,5,6) for five weeks, to visit relatives in the province of Almeria (Aguadulce, feria en Almeria, Mojacar, Albox, Albanchez) and they loved every minute of it…. the beaches, the food, all the relatives, and friends they made. I love Spain and the “old man bars”. I also loved living in Brooklyn for 6 years where I attended James Madison HS at the same time that Bernie Sanders did, where 5 years earlier Ruth Bader Ginsburg attended, & a few years later, Chuck Schumer also attended. I had to learn English on my first 6 months *then go on regular classes. I am a conservative & proud of it, and I don’t hate anyone who doesn’t agree with me.
Since I got married to a Marine, I have lived in Philadelphia, New Jersey, Virginia(Fairfax), San Diego, Virginia Beach & now Colorado Springs. I love most of all THE BEACH & SKIING.
Regards to all followers & specially to the one who keeps us informed…. Mr Chorizo. I love “chorizo espanol”.
Daniel, I wonder if by chance I insulted Leah, because she has not sent me a link to her blog so I could read the post she says you plagiarized. Would you, by any chance happen to be able to send me a link to her blog?
I find my Spanish friends favour these places because they are reasonably priced and generous with tapas, but I do tend to stand there with a pained expression on my face as the bathroom acoustics make it almost impossible to keep track of the conversation!
Yeah, I mean… I enjoy them up to a certain point. But I’d rather go somewhere else most of the time. Thanks for commenting Felicity!
Hi Daniel,
I enjoy reading your blog. My daughter moved to Madrid about 15 years ago after going to the NYU Madrid campus. She met a Spaniard and got married. My wife and I go to Madrid and other locations in Spain usually 3 times a year for 3 weeks at a time. We love Madrid and the Spanish people.
In the 15 years I noticed many American type businesses that sell coffee including Starbucks, Dunkin Coffee, McDonald’s, Burger King, etc where Spaniards, foreigners, and tourist gather instead of the traditional cafes. I also been in cafes that are now owned by Chinese.
Thanks for writing your blog.
Jim (New York)
Thanks Jim! There are definitely a few American chains here but they’re still a small minority. And yeah, I’ve seen a couple of “typical Spanish” bars that seem to be Chinese-owned at this point. I was recently at one in Valencia where I had a coffee and “sobrasada” breakfast – it was great!
Que pasa con 100 Montaditos? A mi me encanta.
Y aun hay El Abuelo.
Uff… I don’t like either, but hey. To each his own 🙂