Movida Next Door probably opened out of necessity, in order to stop angry punters from yelling abuse at Movida’s waitstaff. The problem with Movida is that it’s too darn popular and is virtually impossible to get into, so the little bar next door caters for the angry spill-off who have their heart set on eating some of Frank Camorra’s fine food and won’t take ‘no’ for an answer. Next Door’s food is a classic and simple Spanish affair, starting with conservas (eg. Cantabrian Tuna Belly), followed by tapa (eg. croqueta or a chicken skewer grilled on charcole), finishing with raciones (eg. Black Angus rump cap char-grilled with cauliflower and Guindillas). The accompanying wine and beer menu is deeply Spanish so you might need some guidance from the wine man if it all looks a little unfamiliar.

Prop yourself up at the window overlooking Federation Square and you’ll rapidly forget your angst, particularly once the wild mushroom croqueta turns up. The window seat is also a wonderful spot to observe the passing trade and perhaps play ‘yours’ with your partner or friends.

Must try: Churros with chocolate

How much? $3.50-$28.50 (remember the Sharing Dish Cost Creep is as play here)