La Oca, Sitges. Chicken. On a spit. Need I say more.

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At the entrance to La Oca, rows of chickens on spits.

At the entrance to La Oca, rows of chickens on spits.

La Oca. You think it would mean The Chicken. But no. When I ask the waiter he says, “Goose – can’t you tell by the image?” I want to say, Where’s goose on the menu? But that’s about the only crazy thing regarding La Oca. Otherwise, everything is satisfyingly straightforward.

La Oca is never anything less than busy

La Oca is never anything less than busy

I can claim one more reason why I go to Sitges. La Oca is just soooo good. I dare anyone not to enjoy their prized dish, half a chicken from the spit with fries and oil-drizzled peppers. So basic. So good. So been going since 1956. Obviously, they know a good thing when they’re onto it.

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