The Café Ajenjo
In the middle of the Malasaña neighborhood, there is a tiny little attended pedestrian street called Galería de Robles. This is where Café Ajenjo is located, with an old-fashioned look but so cozy, so quiet, mostly unchanged as the years go by, true to itself far from the hustle, such a wonderful oasis, a lost island. Everything seems to welcome the visitor who is passing by, the facade, the old lanterns, a subtle golden light coming from the inside. I always think of the Ajenjo café as the right place for Antoine Roquentin, it should have existed a placed like this in Bouville; a place where he should have ended his rides to sit at one of the tables to read, to take notes on his book about the Rollebon Marquis…