The Paloma Cuevas and Luis Miguel Dinner Planazo

Life has a secret pace that only lovers really know how to listen. Luis Miguel y Paloma Cuevas They walk through Madrid without a hurry, as if the time were made to measure. They no longer hide, nor does it miss. In his gaze that complicity that does not need explanations is reflected, that pact sealed with smiles in the middle of a leisurely conversation. They are two boyfriends who have found their rhythm and provide for everything that is yet to come. This Monday, they decided that the city was theirs and delivered to one of those pleasures that the gods distribute with droppers: a dinner in ‘The Library’, the fashion restaurant in the capital.

There are places that are born with star and ‘The Library’ is one of them. Since opening its doors on Serrano street, the curious have queued to decipher the enigma of this space that is more than a restaurant, more than a wine shop, more than a partner club. It is a sanctuary of enjoyment. And there, between wines from the five continents and snacks created to raise the experience, Paloma and Luis Miguel sealed another perfect night in their love story.

The luxury of dinner without hiding

The times of the furtive encounters were left behind. We must no longer talk about “reappeARditions” or secret quotes in discrete recesses. Luis Miguel and Paloma Cuevas have decided that their relationship does not need shadows. This time, the choice of the restaurant was not a coincidence. ‘The Library’ is a hedonistic temple, a corner where the Madrid elite is found with perfect glass glasses and wines that tell stories. It is not only a place where to have dinner, but where to celebrate life. Sandro Silva, the man who has turned the Salamanca neighborhood into his small gastronomic empire, defines him as “a tribute to the desktop.” And here the time is measured in decorches, in long looks about the cup, in conversations that lengthen until the night forgets that there is dawn.

Paloma and Luis Miguel arrived with the naturalness of who knows that everything is in place. There are no questions, only certainties. She, with that discreet elegance that has made her an icon of style without the need for stridency. He, with the confidence of those who have found his place in the world again.

What is dinner when love is in the air? In ‘The Library’, each bite is designed to accompany the wine, to highlight its character, to fit the rhythm of a night without hurry. Maybe they started with an anchovy marriage and anchovy on a sobao, with that smoked butter that plays to be salty and sweet at the same time. Maybe they provided with a glass of vibrant white before trying the Wagyu pastra, cured with spices and served with that mayonnaise that has a point in Chile, another honey, and a vinaigrette that reminds the best kept secrets of a good steak tartar. The César salad did not miss, with its marinated chicken in a bittersweet balance, nor the yolk toast cured with pork and caviar gap. But if there was a bite that could summarize the night, that was the ‘bikini’ with Berro, an unexpected whim that shows that simplicity, when it is done well, is the greatest of luxuries.

All this, of course, watered with wines of those that are not found anywhere. ‘The Library’ offers more than 150 references per cup, selected to accompany unrepeatable moments. Because wine, when you drink like this, is not just a drink: it is a passport to memory, a pretext to stop the world one more moment.

If love has a stage in Madrid, it is this. It is no accident that Paloma and Luis Miguel have chosen this city to write their history in broad daylight. There is no paparazzi hidden behind a hedge, there are no rumors that are worth more than the evidence of two people enjoying a perfect night. Madrid is the city of reunions, of the second opportunities, of the romances that challenge time. And so they were seen, relaxed, enjoying the evening without fear of the looks of others. Because when love is really, when the right time has been expected, there is no need to hide. Madrid is yours. And they, without a doubt, are from Madrid.

The night ended how the nights that do not need more ornaments end: with a desktop that lengthened between laughter, with the promise that there will be many more dinners like this. ‘The Library’ has witnessed a story that no longer hides.