O Furancho Angel - Meano

When I went to Holy Week, the place was up. They don't admit reservations, logic. good attention, abundant rations, with one eats two. the excellent wine, very “enxebre” all the recommended place

Muy bueno el cordero de 10 la tortilla, exquisito y el vino de lo mejor. Ciertamente respetaremos. Viene con amigos.

Fenomenal, rica y abundante comida y el mejor precio, uno de esos lugares que apenas permanecen. Repetiros sin vacilación.

Sometimes you read a review on TripAdvisor and you wonder how someone can rate a restaurant when they haven´t actually tasted the food for example, when there has been a mistake with the booking, there are no spare tables for you to be squeezed in to and you´re irritated and want to get your frustration off your chest. I face an equivalent problem with O Furancho Angel, albeit that I actually had a complete meal. I went to this restaurant as part of a family group of seven. The food was just as you would expect from this type of restaurant (or furancho) in this part of Spain: essentially relatively generous portions of bog standard Galician dishes that are simply cooked and simply presented. It might be described as the antithesis of fine dining but it has its merits, if you want uncomplicated but well cooked basic food, now and again. The restaurant was full up and, because bookings are not entertained, there were quite a number of people constantly milling around. Most tables were occupied by families and, being in Spain, the place was noisy. The simple rustic decor complemented the food they served. The staff were pleasant and helpful but there weren´t enough of them and so the service was very uneven. Much the most interesting thing about our visit was that the bill was delivered on a scrap of paper, after a couple of staff had appeared to be discussing it, with no more than the sum of 248 euros written on it. When my wife, who is actually Galician, queried it and asked for some sort of breakdown, the same two staff (one of whom seemed to be the proprietor) huddled together for several more minutes, glanced repeatedly in our direction and then presented an altogether more detailed bill for 151 euros. Very nearly everybody in the restaurant looked and sounded Galician. I'm not and don't look it and, whilst both of my sons are half Spanish, they don´t look Spanish or Galician either. Make of this what you will.

Sometimes you read a review on TripAdvisor and you wonder how someone can rate a restaurant when they haven´t actually tasted the food for example, when there has been a mistake with the booking, there are no spare tables for you to be squeezed in to and you´re irritated and want to get your frustration off your chest. I face an equivalent problem with O Furancho Angel, albeit that I actually had a complete meal. I went to this restaurant as part of a family group of seven. The food was just as you would expect from this type of restaurant (or furancho) in this part of Spain: essentially relatively generous portions of bog standard Galician dishes that are simply cooked and simply presented. It might be described as the antithesis of fine dining but it has its merits, if you want uncomplicated but well cooked basic food, now and again. The restaurant was full up and, because bookings are not entertained, there were quite a number of people constantly milling around. Most tables were occupied by families and, being in Spain, the place was noisy. The simple rustic decor complemented the food they served. The staff were pleasant and helpful but there weren´t enough of them and so the service was very uneven. Much the most interesting thing about our visit was that the bill was delivered on a scrap of paper, after a couple of staff had appeared to be discussing it, with no more than the sum of 248 euros written on it. When my wife, who is actually Galician, queried it and asked for some sort of breakdown, the same two staff (one of whom seemed to be the proprietor) huddled together for several more minutes, glanced repeatedly in our direction and then presented an altogether more detailed bill for 151 euros. Very nearly everybody in the restaurant looked and sounded Galician. I'm not and don't look it and, whilst both of my sons are half Spanish, they don´t look Spanish or Galician either. Make of this what you will.