The Pimpi Florida, the tavern where everyone fits

The Pimpi Florida is an uncomfortable place. The bar is an elongated rectangle of just 30 square meters Where are tightened customers as authentic bedbugs. But it has charm. So much so That even an hour before opening doors ITS (About 8 pm) is in line to avoid Already running out of a site next to the bar. Located next to the Four Corners El Palo This historic tavern Boasts of being one of the gastronomic temples of the neighborhood and Its tiny surface That fits everyone. So, at first glance and when to approach you, it looks like an old tavern That is impossible to guess His magic, Until the door is crossed.

Whether for good seafood served there, for the joy of music, mainly couplet, or the good work of ITS employees, Florida Pimpi night not booked solid That Is not. It is a kind of cabin of the Marx Brothers Where intermingle workers and customers regularly. Commanded by Paul in the bar and Rosa Mari, her aunt, in the kitchen, it is one of the reference sites in the city. The loss of Jesus Lopez, father of Paul, brother of Rosa Mari, and authentic 'soul' of business- leave a great void Certainly in the business.



Living a night in Florida Pimpi can turn into something unforgettable. Not knowing anyone and while everyone; speak to the next and sing and sing without stopping any song or choir give the usual selling roses, which in the most unexpected moment it starts with 'Like a wave' Rocio Jurado. An improvised and unique microcosm in which the jostling are the order of the day while driving in pure equilibrismo hot prawn pil-pil or a plate of small sandwiches dishes. Everything is almost magical realism. Like when Rosa Mari invites you to go into the kitchen (there everyone crosses and passes) and tells you your life and the last vacation with family: a few days a year, but always in a good hotel. There, in a small room in the same kitchen, Jesus used to receive customers, always attentive and solicitous.

On its walls filled with paintings, family photos and clippings, they have passed since Marife de Triana to Marisol or Alfredo Kraus and there is always a place for the couplet. Although there is also room for all kinds of good music. Even for 'Groom of the Good Death', every night, when comes the golfa time, it gets to full speed so that whoever wishes to be lifted by the arms, sometimes complete strangers, by way of an improvised Christ Ore. And, as he said a few years ago Jesus Lopez this newspaper, "El Pimpi Florida is an uncomfortable place where every night the miracle occurs".