Wander southward about 20 minutes and we’re at the buffet where I spent all my time and money last summer. The music selection is also entirely on the whim of whoever is working there, which can mean anything, from ‘reggaeton vegano’ to Boney M. Last time I went there was pea and mint paté and orange infused seitan, and I dream of it still. The food is done on a menu del día basis, so it’s always different and always good. The idea is to make it accessible to less advantaged folks, though there’s usually a mix of more adventurous tourists thrown in given its location. Payment for food (not drinks though) is voluntary when you’re finished you’re given a little wooden box, and you put whatever you want to pay in there. It’s technically not a restaurant but an association, so the first time you go you leave your ID number and name on a list by the bar in order to become a member and get fed. Starting in the knotty-narrow-street-maze of El Carmen, you can find la Mandrágora, about 5 minutes from the cathedral and Serrano Towers, where it has been for 22 (?) years. I haven’t been to some others yet because they’re in other bits of town and I don’t live there, but maybe I’ll be allowed to do a vol. 1 of BVIV (Being Vegan in Valencia) I’m going to take you on a fully subjective tour of a few of my favourite places in the main city area. There are plenty of health-focused eateries in the city, but in vol. If you want a comprehensive list look at, a map-based directory which lists the vegan/veggie/veg-friendly places in town.įriendly disclaimer, I’m not a health conscious vegan – I don’t believe spelt will make me happy or that millet will make me age backwards, I just don’t want to eat death or suffering. In Valencia veganism is growing fast, with about 10 (?) exclusively vegan joints spread through the city, and a few more in the region. Venture beyond the nearest available bar, however, and things improve drastically. Usually, it’s best to fill up at home, and just go to the cafe for a beer. Most Spanish bars and cafes aren’t often worth the trouble. Me: ( balls up napkin, stuffs in mouth and screams) Me: Hi, I’m a hungry, hungry vegan, what can I have? When English people find out I’m vegan their response is always ‘protein?’, and then ‘what’s that like living in Spain because don’t they eat a lot of ham and things?’ Though reliably irksome, this is not an unjustified response, as I’ve spent lots of time listening politely while Spanish cafe waiters list ingredients:
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