Salt House Chester

You're walking down Bridge Street towards the water, and Salt House pulls you in with that kind of understated confidence that makes you think the staff actually know what they're doing. It's not trying to be clever—just honest Spanish tapas paired with wines and sherries that clearly someone cares about. The room itself is pared back; exposed brick, decent lighting, the sort of place where you can hear your mates rather than shout over some playlist. You come for the croquetas or the jamón, stay because the portions make sense and nothing feels like it's been overthought or underseasoned.