This tiny kiosco-sized café may be small, but you’d be surprised to see the wide selection of deliciousness that comes out of Porota’s cozy kitchen. Sandwiches, tartas, awesome lunch specials, creamy soups, salads, muffins, cupcakes, breads, scones, cakes, fresh real fruit juices – there’s very little that Porota doesn’t offer. Go for breakfast, lunch or merienda and grab a seat on tree-lined Gorriti, noshing away while watching cyclists zoom by.
There are only a few small tables inside and a handful outside (if your butt is bony, you may find the chairs uncomfortable..mine isn’t, so I was golden..), so if you go at peak hours expect to wait. Like many PoHo cafés (yeah, I abbreved it), there’s a cute, kitschy decor, handwritten menu on chalkboards and a semi-open kitchen where you can watch the chef at work. Unlike other P.Holly cafés (ahem, Olsen ho’s across the street) the staff at Porota is totally buena onda – helpful, friendly, smiley, a real delight.