This sweeping bilevel Belltown beaut charms with amber lighting and decor in the burnished terra-cotta hues of a Portuguese sunset. Brasa hosts a mix of barflies attracted by the half-off happy-hour appetizer menu in the roomy bar and epicureans here to savor the smoky cuisines of the Iberian Peninsula. The roast pig, always on offer, is one of the great plates in Seattle: a shallow bowl of moist braised pork along with clams, chorizo, pickled onions, and a big ol’ homemade pork rind—all gloriously swamped together in a fragrant bay-and-paprika broth just begging to be soaked away with big hunks of rustic bread. This plus a glass of Spanish wine off a grand list makes the polished Brasa feel rather like an earthy little dive off the docks of Lisbon—high praise for a place that could easily rest on its blond good looks and noble address.