This Spanish-styled restaurant is open for lunch and dinner.

It is a very nice place, with gorgeous wood and tile decor. I’m sure the staff is amazing, but I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the smell of bacon.

The smell of bacon? You should be ashamed of yourself. It’s actually quite delicious. It reminds me of my youth when I was growing up in Mexico City, where the smell of bacon was so heady that when I wasn’t eating it I was literally eating it (literally). I’ve been to palacios de biscaya before, but this was the first time I had the experience of actually eating bacon. It was very good.

Yes, I’ve been to Palacio de Biscaya before. In fact, I think I know exactly where it is right now. The staff there is so talented and wonderful that they’ve managed to produce a restaurant that’s just as amazing as the rest, yet completely different. It’s called “Biscayan” and it’s located in the Palacio de Piedra that was built between 1887 and 1890. But what really sets it apart is the smell of bacon.

Although I haven’t seen Biscayan, I can tell you that Bacon is the second best thing Ive ever eaten. The first is from the hotel I spent the night in, the Palacio de Leche. I know I will never forget that smell.

I was recently asked to try Biscayan for the first time. I had to try it twice because the second time I forgot to ask for the pork to be cooked to perfection. I had a chicken and a roast the first time and the second time I had a chicken. Both times I overcooked everything, but the second time I had bacon that was perfectly cooked and so thick and golden that it almost felt like it had just been cut into thin slices.

While it’s not the worst pork sausage, it is definitely not the best. I was the one who had the pork that was the best. I actually had two pork sausages out of the three that were served. But it doesn’t matter because it was still one of the best. I was told by my friend that it was “the best ever”. I didn’t say that to him, I just told him how good it was.

The first time I had bacon that was perfectly cooked and so thick and golden that it almost felt like it had just been cut into thin slices, my dad and a couple of his friends brought it over to my house for a barbecue. When I saw how perfectly it was cooked, I asked my dad if he wanted to try it.

It was as close to perfect as you could get without breaking the law. The best bacon you could get was in the mid-80s. I think the best way to eat it was to cook it for a few minutes in the microwave until it was as thick as cake batter, then eat it while it was still piping hot.

We just had the pleasure of eating it. It was a little difficult to eat, but for me it was best when it was just cooked to a crisp.