After a morning tour of Seville’s Alcazar, the renowned tenth-century palace, I wandered the Southern Spanish city’s narrow, winding streets in search of the perfect tapas lunch. Like most travelers to a new destination, I continued unwavering in my commitment to settle for nothing but the best, most authentic restaurant choice. Carefully scouting each popular café, I gauged crowds, reviewed menus and remained steadfast in my quest.
I landed that afternoon at La Moneda, chosen for its quintesse...