This past summer, I spent a week on the edge of the Appalachians with my family for my grandpa’s 80th birthday. He grew up in Asheville, but us grandkids had never been before so it was about time!
I’ve said this before – I love tapas and I didn’t expect to find a good tapas place in western North Carolina. Someone in the family discovered Cúrate, a cozy spot in the middle of downtown, so we made a dinner reservation for the 12 of us one night. This place wasn’t good, it was great!
We kicked the meal off with a pitcher of sparkling wine sangria and a few other drinks, one of which was my grandma’s beautiful floral gin and tonic, and then dug into all the different dishes. We tried croquetas de pollo, patatas bravas, berenjenas la taberna (fried eggplant drizzled in wild mountain honey, I know…), bocadillo Catalan, rossejat negro (long thin noodles with squid and its ink), and more!
It was such an incredible meal. If you’re ever in Asheville, I highly recommend you check it out. It won’t disappoint!