Boqueria doesn’t take reservations, and the bustling, somewhat cacophonous atmosphere will probably horrify sentimental devotees of L’Acajou, the much-loved Alsatian restaurant that previously occupied the space. But what the restaurant lacks in gravitas it makes up for with a healthy sense of fun. The room feels commodious, like a regular sit-down restaurant, but also intimate, like a bar. The sangria is generic and oversweet, but the selection of Spanish wines put together by Roger Kugler, who is the sommelier at Suba, is various and reasonably priced. The $7 desserts are reasonably priced, too, if not always memorable. The beignets (flavored with apricots) are indistinguishable from the thousand other beignet desserts currently available in this beignet-obsessed town. But the crema Catalana is plenty creamy, and tastes properly of burnt sugar, and if you need a real sugar fix, there’s a nice chocolate-and-coffee mousse mixed with hazelnut ice cream, plus a dusting of candied hazelnuts. For real simplicity, however, do what the real tapeadores do: Order the vanilla ice cream, with a splash of Pedro Ximénez sherry.


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