Barceloneta is the Pubbelly team's latest hip bistro

Barceloneta is the Pubbelly team's latest hip bistro
Partners Daniella Rezai, Manuel Suarez-Inclan, and chef Juliana Gonzalez

Not so long ago, the South Beach dining scene was one big tourist trap of overpriced and overhyped restaurants. But then came the enterprising team of chefs Jose Mendin and Sergio Navarro and managing partner Andreas Schreiner, a crew that has been single-handedly filling the trendy zip code with value-fueled, local-friendly establishments.

In the fall of 2010, they opened Pubbelly on 20th Street, and a year later they premiered Pubbelly Sushi next door. Both offered quality, chef-driven cuisine and cool, craft drinks in a casual bistro. Both also proved very popular. Then, right on the heels of Pubbelly Sushi came Barceloneta Spanish Bistro & Mercat, located on the far corner of the same street. Judging from our experiences, as well as from the consistently crowded room, it looks like the talented trio has hit the trifecta.

A combination of wood, brick, storefront windows, an open kitchen, and oversize, chalked-in blackboard menus lend the same welcoming ambiance as the Pubbellies. A lengthy 22-seat communal table running through the center of the space adds to the convivial vibe.

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Barceloneta Spanish Bistro & Mercat

1400 20th St.
Miami Beach, FL 33139

Category: Restaurant > Brunch

Region: South Beach


Barceloneta Spanish Bistro & Mercat

Dinner Monday through Saturday 6 p.m. to midnight, Sunday 6 to 11 p.m. Brunch Sunday noon to 3:30 p.m.

Octopus, chorizo, and fingerling potato foam $15
Langoustines with chocolate picada $14
Grilled eight-ounce skirt steak $15
Fideos with rabbit and langoustines $18
Crema catalana $7

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Although Mendin and Navarro have serious Spanish culinary experience from working on the Iberian Peninsula, they have brought a fresh trio into their new joint: Juliana Gonzalez helms the Barceloneta kitchen with Daniella Rezai and Manuel Suarez-Inclan serving as managers (Juliana is the wife of Sergio, a James Beard semifinalist this year for Best Chef in the South). The cuisine here is worlds apart from the other spots' Asian fare, but it shares important traits: creativity, tremendous flavor, and — key to the team's success — value.

Like a great actor, Barceloneta doesn't strain for authenticity but reflects real Spanish cuisine through its own perspective. On the top half of the one-page menu are "mercat" selections; the bottom portion comprises more substantial "bistro" plates. The former category includes Spanish goat, sheep, and cow cheeses — from Manchego to Mahón to the Catalan Garrotxa; all are $5 per ounce. Charcuteries are jamón ibérico at $15 and $22 per ounce and Serrano ham at $9 per ounce. That's pricey even for these admittedly costly imports, and a loaf of warm, crusty bread to go along is $2 extra.

One might also gripe about the small portion of delicious pa amb tomàquet for $3, which buys about six little bites of toasted baguette rubbed with garlic, olive oil, and fresh tomato. More involved toppings, from blood sausage with apples to chorizo with mozzarella and onion marmalade, run $7 to $12. A foie gras garnish will bloat your check by $20.

On the other hand, the rest of the menu offers real value. The market meats and fish a la planxa can rope in a juicy eight-ounce skirt steak from Meyer Ranch (Montana) or a meaty octopus tentacle from Spain for $15 each; half a young chicken from Pennsylvania Family Farms or a whole Florida snapper for $16 apiece; or jumbo head-on Madagascar langoustines — fat, fully seasoned, and scrumptious — at $3.50 each.

There are sauces to select for any of the grilled seafood — romesco, lemon-caper beurre noisette, or alioli — but there was an unspoken don't-ask-don't-tell policy involved: The waiter never inquired as to which we wanted, and we never said. He brought alioli, which is what I would have chosen, although the shrimp were so good alone that the emulsified garlic dip went mostly untouched. On another visit, the same policy was in effect over whether we wanted bordelaise, au poivre, or romesco with the skirt steak. Again, the waiter somehow guessed what we wanted: Catalan romesco sauce, or more specifically a deconstructed rendition of it with roasted peppers, tomatoes, olive oil, garlic, and nary a bit of hazelnuts.

Other market offerings include a few "bar del mar" items such as oysters (currently from Rhode Island) and stone crabs (one of very few locally sourced items on the menu).

The grilled langoustines were so luscious that we nabbed some more via gambas con chocolate, whose large, scrumptious shrimp arrived in a sultry sauce of sherry, tomatoes, garlic, shallots, and chocolate picada, a Catalan blend of mashed roasted almonds, chocolate, saffron, tomatoes, and toasted bread.

The bistro courses are heartier. Some are served in a traditional fashion, such as a round of tortilla española with potato and onion; creamy Serrano ham croquetas; and bacalao fritters. Other plates hew close to the classics, but a twist or two are added. Chorizo a la sidra, for instance, brings the expected Spanish sausage flamed with cider, but Barceloneta plumps the presentation with apples and creamy Valdeón blue cheese. Esqueixada, usually a raw salt cod maceration with peppers and onions, becomes snapper crudo with tomato, black olives, and pearl onions.

The most arresting plate of food we sampled involves a radical, Ferran Adrià-like reworking of the tapas combo of octopus, potatoes, and paprika. Tender sections of octopus mingle with spicy chorizo, sweet piquillo peppers, and soft, salty tomato confit — all invisible beneath a rich, delicate potato foam speckled with smoky pimentón de la Vera and drizzled with chorizo oil. The contrasts touch every part of the palate at once, as though the tongue were being teased by numerous octopus tentacles.

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Fuck Pubbelly bunch of dirty puertricans making greasy food!!!!!!


I second every comment on here. Tasty, overpriced, hyped food. Ferran and Barceloneta in the same sentence is a joke. Ha. For the real though, double the portion sizes and ill become a regular like I am at Pubbelly. Until then, let the moronic latino crowd pack the restaurant so they can tell their moronic friends how badly they got ripped off the night before.


Not going to argue with the chef's ability to cook but because foam was used on a dish you are going to compare it to Ferran Adria!?? Unbelievable. You have lost your mind big guy. This is the most biased article to date.

Henry Flagler
Henry Flagler

Just like at Pubbelly, the food is tasty. But you cannot help but feel ripped off when you leave. Its one thing to go for a beer and a few tasters, but I would not recommend going for dinner if you or the people you are with are hungry. They really gut your wallet.


How much is the pubbelly group paying u Lee?? #justsaying


Dont ever put Ferran Adria and Barceloneta in the same review. Wht a joke!!!!


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