Don Quijote

I came here in the day, which unfortunately meant that not only was Don Quijote pretty dead, but the service was so slow that I think I visibly aged while I waited.
I actually quite like the interior, it was colourful and a little bit more interesting than the standard décor that accompanies most Brighton based restaurants.
I had a chorizo stew, which was pretty good really, although anything with chorizo does tend to be. I was a bit confused by the British and European items on the menu, that always puts me off and makes me wonder how regionally believable the food is.

Unfortunately for the owners, the similarities between this Hove-​based Tapas bar and the legendary Don Quixote go no further than its name. Whilst the quality of the food is more than acceptable the sluggish service and bland decoration make it a generally unremarkable place. Also, the menu seems a little confused as it’s full of things like Jacket potatoes, sandwiches, Sunday roasts and croissants. Perhaps this is the point. In a similar way to Cervantes’ muddled hero, this Tapas bar doesn’t seem to know what it’s doing.
The book is a well-​known classic. Unfortunately the same cannot be said of Don Quijote of Hove. As far as I know it’s only been open a while so perhaps the creases haven’t yet been ironed out. Let’s hope so because for all its faults Don Quijote has clear potential. Its location is pretty much perfect and with a bit of work everything else could be too. I’d say mark this one for the future and I’ll definitely visit again in a few months.