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Eating in Barcelona



Eggs Benedict at Le Coq & Le Burg


Cute interior serving, as the name suggests, eggs and hamburgers.


The best meal of the trip was at  Café de l’Academia. For 10 euro you can sidle up to the bar for a salad, the plate of the day and dessert.  If you choose a table over the bar, the menú del día will still only ring in at 14 euro.

Located in a tiny courtyard, set back from the busy streets of the Barri Gòtic, Café de l’Academia is a casual affair. Market fresh veggies and catalan sausages were on my  menú del día, which I ate in absolute engrossed silence. I refused to share.

Perhaps then it was bad karma that got me in the end. We discovered this restaurant on Friday, and since it’s closed on weekends, that meant I could only eat there once.

Afternoon snack

Jamon. Jamon everywhere you look.

And what goes better with jamon than cheese?

Conveniently located a few steps from Café de l’Academia is Formatgeria La Seu.  Owned by the lovely Katherine, a Scottish woman who chastised me for leaving my iPhone sitting on the counter after taking some shots of her cheese shop.

She was right. There is something about being a tourist that makes the sensible part of your brain turn off. I would never put my phone down in Rome and turn my back, but I was so caught up in the Spanish farm cheese that I couldn’t think straight.

Three cheese and a glass of wine for 3 euro. No wonder I wasn’t paying attention to my things… it was the best snack of the trip.


Barcelona is not known for tapas, but the popularity of Tapas 24 shows just how in demand the dishes can be. Started by Carles Abellan, previously of elBulli, the place is essentially standing room only.  I managed to snag a spot at the bar without a wait: the beauty of dining alone.

To start, pa amb tomàquet – Catalonian bread with tomatoes. Being the self-proclaimed bruschetta connoisseur that I am, I wasn’t expecting much, but one should never underestimate the power of tomato, garlic, salt, new olive oil and fresh bread. Delicious.

Next up, la bomba de la Barceloneta. The ultimate comfort food.  Potatoes, meat and romanesco in a perfect little pouf.

I ate many bombas. I ate many patatas bravas. This was the best of the bunch. I wanted 2. 3. 4! But I made the mistake of ordering a croquette to switch things up. I won’t bother with the croquettes in the future.

Finally, calamari with Romanesco.


In between, during and after all this eating was cava. So much cava.

For a quick drink after browsing the market, try  Mam I Teca.

To visit any/all of the above:

Le Coq & The Burg
Avinguda Gaudí, 8
080025 Barcelona
Neighborhood: Sagrada Familia
0034 934 330 908
Tue – Sun: 9:30am – 6pm

Café de l’Academia
Calle Lledo, 1,
08002 Barcelona
Neighborhood: Barri Gòtic
0034 933 19 82 53
Mon – Fri: 1:30pm – 4pm & 8:45 pm-11:30 pm
Closed the month of August

Fromatgeria Le Seu
Carrer de la Dagueria, 16
08002 Barcelona
Neighborhood: Barri Gòtic
0034 934 12 65 48
Tues-Thurs: 10:00 – 2:00 pm and 5:00 pm – 8:00 pm
Fri- Sat: 10:00 am – 3:30 pm & 5:00 pm – 8:00 pm
Closed the month of August

Tapas 24
Carrer de la Diputació, 269
08007 Barcelona
Neighborhood: L’Eixample
0034 934 88 09 77
Mon: 8:30 pm – 11 pm
Tues – Friday: 1:30 pm – 3:30 pm & 8:30 pm – 11 pm.
Sat: 1:30 pm – 3:30 pm

Mam I Teca
Carrer de la Lluna, 4
08001 Barcelona
Neighborhood: El Raval
0034 934 41 33 35
Weds – Fri: 1 pm – 4 pm & 8 pm – Midnight


Location, Location, Location

I am regrettably late on my weekly La Dolce Vita post.

I have an excuse- I was in Morocco.

Not only am I surrounded by beautiful scenery and incomparable culture in Italy, I am also strategically located to take short trips all over Europe and North Africa.

Location, location, location: definitely a major part of my sweet life in Italia.

Sunsets from the Train

Regional trains are not overly pretty, but sometimes you catch it at the right time and get to enjoy beautiful scenery for about 2 Euro a ride.

After an awesome day trip to Castel Gandolfo, we were treated to a gorgeous Lazio sunset over the fields outside of Rome.

Summertime and the living is easy.

Two Days in Amsterdam

In March, my old roommate from Santa Monica let me know that she would be in London for Spring Break.

We did the logical thing, and decided to meet in Amsterdam.

The tulips were beautiful.

And I was struck by how different the architecture looked compared to Italy.

I was easily entertained by the separate bike lights.

Which are cute but also practical because bikers are everywhere.

Being open-minded, we wandered down to the Red Light District, and then quickly wandered out… a little shocked.

I knew Amsterdam had canals, but let me just emphasize that it has A LOT of canals. Everywhere.

One of the highlights was a visit to the Heineken museum and brewery.

Of course, I’m a fan of any museum that offers free beer at the end.

The Van Gogh Museum offered 0 beer, but was still the best part of the trip.  I think we spent about 5 hours trying to see every painting, and were in luck that there was also a special Picasso exhibit at the same time.

Finally, no trip to Amsterdam is complete without french fries and curry sauce.  I had to pass on the hamburger vending machines though.

Amsterdam is a beautiful city.  It was strange to be constantly mistaken for a local because I’ve gotten so used to standing out as a foreigner in Italy.

I was shocked at one point when a bus driver waved to me, stopped and asked where I was going, let me buy a ticket on the bus, gave me CHANGE, and then told me when to get off.  NONE of those things would happen in Rome. Ever.  Here, you are the one required to flag the bus driver down, and you better already have a ticket when you get on board.

Oh, and fuhgetabout change anywhere. Ever.

BUT, I was happy to come home to Italy and fall back into the chaos of Roman life.


Things That Make Me Happy I Live in Italy

Food. Food. Food.

I was really unnerved by these hamburger vending machines in Amsterdam:

That just ain’t right.

An American in Marrakech

One of the best things about living in Rome isn’t just being able to experience Rome itself, it’s the ability to get great deals on flights all over the world.

This weekend, our destination of choice was Morocco.

The cheap flights come with one condition: only a single piece of carryon baggage (under 10kg) allowed.  Since we were traveling light, and I had read on lots of forums that photography was frowned upon by many Moroccans, I left my DSLR at home.

The highlight of my trip was definitely visiting my friend’s 800 year old home.  She wanted to show us a Berber village while we were in Morocco.  Her family was so welcoming- there was lots of mint tea and laughter.

As I type, I keep looking at my hands because they are now covered in beautiful Berber henna designs.

Back to Marrakech for one more day.  Watch out for motorcycles when walking down the narrow alleys.

Wool dyers in the souks

If Morocco has been on your list of places to visit, move it to the the top.  Be ready to be overwhelmed by colors and activity, to bargain, to accept invitations to mint tea, and have an amazing time. I can’t wait to go back.

Being back in Rome, fresh off the plane from Marrakech on one of the biggest American holidays of the year, feels a bit strange.  I am sorry I can’t be home to celebrate with family and friends, but I am so thankful for all the experiences I have had this year.

Much love and Happy Thanksgiving to everyone!