"Unfortunately, Barvale also falls short when it comes to delivering an authentic Spanish meal. The dishes were inconsistent, to say the least. For example, charging $2.50 for half a deviled egg seems excessive. The Croque Madame – which, by the way, is not Spanish at all – consisted of two thick slices of bread, a poorly placed piece of cheese, a bit of ham, a fried egg, and béchamel sauce. They could have easily cut down on the bread, as the slices were as thick as double servings.
I find it hard to consider returning, although their happy hour does seem enticing. And just a heads up: their outdoor sign is painted on the wall, about three feet away from the walkway, making it tough to find the place at night. The only indication of the restaurant’s name is a small neon tapas sign."
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