Who would have thought that tasting food and wine would become a job! A taxing one at that. After the fair yesterday I was certainly under the influence but a good walk in the good city did me the world and we went tapas hoping from bar to bar. Ate in a nice restaurant in the upper part of the town - had a traditional dish of salted cod belly in a clam broth, nice but the desserts were great - crema catalana mousse with apple sorbet inside it! Well well.
Of to see a few more things today for Cava and get some fresh ideas regarding the restaurant and food. Lovely relaxing culture over here where one could drink little beers (no pints gentlemen) all day with the odd coffee thrown in for good measure.
What is the measure of our lives, as old Freud said?
On another note, we're about to leave the hotel and I just about to type something Drigin spoke and it all disappeared.
The weather outside is absolutely smashing and we're of for a walk and a spot of late breakfast. Again, a wonderful city to walk around and take it all in.
Jp
(the 21st century Flaneur)
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