I’m about to make an awful, awful admission.
I’ve lived in Barcelona for more than 6 months and I’ve only had tapas once.
The problem is that Matt arrived here a week before me. And he got so homesick during that week that when I finally got here, he didn’t want anything to do with tapas. He wanted good old American home cookin’, and that’s what we’ve had ever since.
It also doesn’t help that tapas are a pretty expensive way to nosh compared to home cookin’. And the produce here is so good and cheap, it’s hard to find an excuse to eat out.
Well, I fixed that this past week. With a friend in town who had never been to Europe, I took it as my duty to make sure she experienced the “must haves” in Barcelona.
First: Tapas & Sangria in the Old Town: