To us, avoiding the boredom of a long wait in Madrid airport on a mid-spring day means catching a taxi and reaching the city centre. Getting lost in the sunny streets around the Grand Via, receiving the gift of a dazzling truce by the clouds, and sitting at one of Celso Y Manolo’s tables. Ordering beers and sharing tapas, and grasping the sublime energy of the regulars sitting in the chairs and stools near us. Tasty curls of Jamón Ibérico, a salad with Chardonnay and honey vinaigrette, Bocadillos de Caramares, and the best Croquetas de Bacalao ever. We feel a sheer and immediate empathy for the city, for this perfect little restaurant, for the Madrilenians and their way of life.