I am sitting in the small dining room of La Pubilla, just outside of a market in Gracia, Barcelona. The walls are lined with books like Larousse Gastronomic, The French Laundry, and La Livre de la Tripe. It’s 10am, and the place is packed with people having breakfast, drinking wine and espresso. Young people with newborn babies, couples of every age, and solo diners like me reading and writing.
The menu is entirely in Catalan, so anything I had figured out from Spanish thus far was pretty useless, but the nicest waitress just translated it all for me: [Read more…]