Lufthansa Flight from Munich to Barcelona
I don't know why I find this so amusing. In France (or even at Ceci-Cela in New York), when they offer me ham & brie sandwiches on a buttered baguette, I don't even flinch, I just eat it. But when the German lady offers me a cheese or a salami sandwich, I choose salami, and am apalled to find that the bread is buttered for the salami sandwich. Kai chooses cheese. There's a part of me that wants to take the cheese from his (buttered bread, too) sandwich and tuck some into mine, but there is nothing that I can do to make these shrink wrapped sandwiches taste better. Modifications, in fact, may make them taste even worse.
El Quatre Gats
Gothic Quarter, Barcelona
I had to get it out of my system. He ordered lomo and I ordered pulpo. Gross. I think I ate more dirt than octopus. Kai did a very honorable thing and ate all the potatoes off my plate. The wine was inky and yucky. We had to move on.
Taller de Tapas
El Born, Barcelona
Had read about the tapas at Taller de Tapas. Bacalao for me, and lomo for Kai. The first thing I drink, is cava. We tried to go to Cal Pep, and to Commerc 24, but both are closed. We go to Vinyor Parellada, for more cava.
Monday, December 26, 2005
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