Would You Pay €550 to Eat Mould? Inside the World of Mugaritz

For €550pp, would you EAT MOULD? 2 Michelin stars… but you’re eating with your BODY PARTS?! Yup. Fine dining, but definitely not as you know it.

This is Mugaritz — where finger food takes on a whole new meaning and body parts might just be part of the cutlery. This is not your candlelit, foie-gras-and-fine-silver affair. Mugaritz is deliberately disorienting. It’s part performance, part philosophy, part “wait… did I just eat mould?” Expect dishes that ask questions, not just feed you. Some made me laugh, some made me pause, and one nearly brought a tear to my eye (yes, from a potato skin). Rooted in place, led by daring produce, and designed to unsettle, this is food as expression — raw, wild, thoughtful.No menu. No rules. Just 20+ courses that mess with your mind, challenge your palate, and maybe even make you eat with your hands. Or knees. (Kidding… sort of.)

Not for the faint-hearted. Certainly unique.

Mugaritz –was unlike anywhere I’ve ever eaten – part meal, part theatre, part philosophy lesson. It’s not about comfort or familiarity; it’s about pushing boundaries and making you think. Some courses made me pause. Some made me laugh. A few were quietly emotional. It’s experimental, yes, but always rooted in a sense of place and produce. It’s not for everyone, but if you love food as a form of expression, it’s unforgettable.

Elizabeth x