A week in Barcelona is never enough time... yet there's still so much to say.
Anna & I found such an affinity with the Spanish way of life, especially that of Barcelona, that it's quite a culture shock returning to Manchester. It's a pipe-dream to imagine that the English attitude towards eating, drinking and socializing could undergo an overhaul of the kind that would bring us more in line with the Spanish mentality. It's also a pipe dream to imagine we would have any money left should we live in a country which offers tasting menus (Menú degustación) at every other restaurant.
Anyway, that's enough of my unpatriotic misgivings, I suspect.
Having gone straight back into work from holiday, we haven't had time to write up reviews of all the places we visited, so the idea here is to give a taster (or a degustación!) of things to come.
Full reviews of the restaurants to come but highlights include...
-Being the sole table on a Friday night in Paco Guzman's 'Santa', the sister restaurant to Santa Maria, and having a fairly frank discussion with the chef/owner about the state of the food scene in Barcelona
-Discovering an ale-centric bar just around the corner from our apartment in Sant Pere and talking to one of the new breed of Spanish brewers (I say talking, I mean smiling and nodding, as he spoke no English, and us little Spanish)
-Sardine with spiced butter, fennel pollen and lemon at Gresca
-Squid with a deconstructed Romesco sauce at Bar Del Pla
-Morcilla with sauteed chickpeas at Casa Delfin
-Beef tartare and beer yoghurt at Igueldo
-The eccentric and laid-back staff at Organic (somewhat reminiscent of Dustin Hoffman in I Heart Huckabees)
-Watching Spanish hipsters dancing to British indie music in Sidecar
Watch this space! (It is a bank holiday, after all...)