Travels to Barcelona.
If I close my eyes, I can still smell the empanadas and kiwi juice ordered at the La Boqueria food market. On my way to the popular restaurant, Brunch and Cake (if any of my readers are in Barcelona, you must go! a lot of beautiful food presentation goes on here) but my attention was diverted by the food market. I find comfort in the multitude of stalls full of fresh, ready-made appetizers and one-of-a-kind ingredients to souvenir home. Listening to the rich syllables of the Catalan dialect of Spain, watching the butchers secretly feed the dogs pouting in front of their cases, and walking past the rows and rows of colorful juices; one can’t help but watch in awe. I plan on making it a goal to visit a food market in every city I go to. What a great way to collect a unique lunch for the day. Standouts in the city involved each work of Gaudi’s genius architectural designs (especially the Sagrada Familia), the kind locals I encountered, and hiking up to the bunkers to watch the sunset, armed and ready with Kinder Bueno.