Maleducat
Great cooking, too much “look at us”
Maleducat lives in that modern Barcelona lane of Catalan-Mediterranean plates for sharing: seasonal product, “mar i muntanya” instincts, and a kitchen that knows how to build flavor without getting sloppy. When we focus on the food, it’s easy to respect the craft—there’s technique, decent sourcing, and a service rhythm that keeps the table moving.
What wears us out is how hard the place performs itself. The room, the language, the whole “canalla” posture can feel over-designed, like the experience is trying to be a character. And the truth is: to eat well, we don’t need to be sold “fancy” every five minutes.
The menu doesn’t help the identity crisis. A lot of it feels familiar—very similar to what we see in half the city’s canalla bars—so the night risks blending into the Barcelona background. The wine side is also underwhelming: not terrible, just not particularly interesting, with little that makes us want to explore.
Maleducat has talent. We just wish it trusted personality in the plate and the bottle more than the pose.
Clean: 7/10
Comfort: 8/10
Food: 8/10
Wine: 7/10
Service: 8/10
The Experience: 8/10
Price: 70€/pax
