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JoEs TaBLe | Social Fine Dining
or Joses Table, to emphasize its birthplace. Is a private bespoke restaurant.
Privat restaurants are similar in their philosophy and nature, to the 1930's speakeasy bars and clubs born during the prohibition era in Chicago. Although those were born more out of political circumstances, the core sense is the same. The most famous example of its time was Club 21 in NYC
Our motivation at JoEs TaBLe is to approach our guests to a different type of dining experience, that differs from a usual fine dining place. Centering food culture as its main focus.
Creating a socialising environment paired with a clandestine vibe, high quality food and world class wine. Offering a perfect place for private venues, personalities of public interest, corporate events and likewise everyone that wishes a private environment with likeminded people, or utmost discretion and anonymity.
We organise the possibility to welcome larger groups, especially for corporate events or festivities. Collaborating for that purpose as a pop up with art galleries, boutique hotels and enigmatic locations in Barcelona.
Reservations are by appointment only and upon disponibility. We serve seasonal inspired prix-fixe multi course tasting menus paired with hand selected world class wines. Focused on low intervention processes and high quality produces. Majority from nearby vineyards taking advantage of our geographic location. Where some of the best wines are produced. Like the Rioja, Penedes and Priorat regions to name a few that surround us.
We offer besides our basic pairing a unique deluxe wine pairing, for wine connoisseurs or aficionados alike.
Hand-selected by our somms and providers that share our philosophy . They personally visit unique vineyards and producers in their respective country and region to select unique wines for JoEs TaBLe.
The ingredients come mainly from local farmers with a strong focus on ecological and sustainable produces.
With a farm to table and slow food principles to guarantee a best possible food experience. We keep changing our tasting menus during the year, to allow likewise a always new food experience for returning customers.
JoEs TaBLe is a joint of the Clandestino Kitchen family.
eat ・connect ・experience
a new way of food culture
We are very proud to serve honest food and excellent handpicked wines. We pair this with great care, passion and love for what we do.
The following reviews are only a small excerpt of all our guests feedback and their impressions.
The words speak for themself...
"I'm very grateful and blessed to have the opportunity to share my Table and the meaning of what food culture means to me. With so many marvellous, like minded and unique people from all over the world."
Thank you all for this ,
Dedicated and inspired by the lifetime story of an remarkable Chef
Article from the renowned author Richard Reiss, about his experience at JoEs TaBLe.
Published by the New England Newspapers Inc. The Berkshire Eagle in Pittsfield,USA.
Richard Reiss: Food for thought at a dinner table in Barcelona
I know a little bit about food. I know it’s smart never to ask what’s inside of a hot dog — just eat and enjoy. I know that chocolate chip cookies are wonderful any time of day. I know that sweet is better than sour, cooked is better than raw (with the exception of sushi), and anything fried is generally delicious.
Until recently, my appreciation of food seemed complete. I knew what I liked, and I liked what I ate. Food was a means to an end. Eat and be happy. Eat to survive. Eat to live and eat another day. My approach to food was pragmatic. The possibility that food might serve a purpose outside its nutritional value was beyond the scope of my understanding.
Recently, however, I realized I was wrong. Food, I discovered, can be the engine to a world of conversation, stories and laughter.
I learned this not in my kitchen or an elegant restaurant, but at Joe’s Table in Barcelona, Spain, where, finally, the vacation that was postponed, canceled and delayed for three years finally happened.
Joe is part of the “Eat With” movement, in which tourists, rather than dining in a restaurant, dine in the home of a local resident to experience authentic local cuisine.
Finding Joe’s home in a dark alley, far from our hotel, in a neighborhood where our taxi driver warned us to keep our hands on our wallets at all times, heightened our sense of adventure. Soon, we were spotted and invited in. Our group of three: myself, my wife Paula and our friend Helene were joined by six other gastronomic travelers. The others included a young married couple from San Francisco of Filipino descent, and four others from a chocolate supply company in Pennsylvania. They were two men and two women. One man, the boss, had a familiar but hard to define accent. The other man, with no discernable accent, was a manager from Indiana. And the women, both in sales, were from Pennsylvania. They seemed like a good team, joking and laughing among themselves.
Joe, our host and chef, encouraged us to make introductions as we made an optimistic toast over sweet vermouth for a wonderful evening.
Like a great Broadway show, the meal was divided into acts: The Overture, The Prelude, The Suite and The Finale. During The Overture, we were treated to Cicchetti Iberico, three different and fabulous strips of ham on crusty bread. During this course we learned of the mighty efforts it took for the boss to recruit the manager away from a competitor. This was followed by baccala mantecato and gnocchi di Trento, the first being codfish on polenta, and the latter being potato pasta prepared in the manner of ancient Rome.
During Prelude (and our first glass of wine), we tried to guess the boss’s accent. “British?” I queried. No. “Australian?” asked Helene. No again. “South Africa?” shouted Paula. Yes, he said, nodding his head to a round of applause and laughter.
The wine continued to flow, and the food was amazing. We learned a little bit about the chocolate industry, but things really got energized when Paula shared her near-death, 13-broken-bones, 75-foot-fall off Monument Mountain in the Berkshires while Joe presented The Suite: fegato alla Veneziana, amanida MallorGali and escudella de pobre – a liver, a vegetable, and a beef dish —all fantastic!
Somewhere between the amanida and escudella, the young couple from San Francisco shared their story. By this point, I lost count of how much wine went from my glass to my mouth, but I distinctly remember their saying that they were on their way to meet their parents in Italy for their fourth wedding ceremony. It all had to do with a secret elopement, a brother who got married the same year as they, a Philippine tradition forbidding siblings to marry in the same year, COVID (of course!), sticking to the same date of the elopement for all other weddings so there would be only one anniversary date, and family unity, which essentially meant keeping the parents happy. We did our best through the laughter to follow their tale of multiple weddings. With so much wine, it wasn’t easy.
As we were approaching The Finale, we learned more about the two women in sales. At first, they were reluctant to share their story, but we soon discovered they were dear friends. Not only were they friends but they were sisters in law, too. And that’s when it got dicey and not so easy to follow.
When they first met, only one of the two was married. The women hit it off immediately and became good friends. Then the unmarried woman met the married woman’s brother in-law and began to date him. When the married woman found out about the relationship, she was not happy, worried their friendship would suffer as a result. Those of us listening to this story were politely incredulous. “Really? Seriously?” was our common response. Interesting times followed, but it all worked out. Today, all four are happily married and friends.
The most touching story of the night came from Joe, who previously worked at some of the finest restaurants, honing his craft as a chef. But his true love and passion for cooking came from his late grandmother whom he loved dearly. In creating Joe’s Table, he paid homage to her. His eyes welled up as he told us about this singular woman and the influence she had over his life. Our eyes welled, too.
The Finale was a perfect cheesecake, but in reality it was so much more: the stories, the laughter, the memories and the realization that although it’s not likely I will ever see these people again, our three hours at Joe’s Table will long be with me.
The next time I’m hungry for good conversation, I’ll remember to weave it through a bounty of mouthwatering delights. What I learned is that it’s not about the eating, it’s all about the sharing.