Of all the cool spots I’ve stumbled upon over the years, whether close to home or in my travels, none brings such a smile to my face as memories of the bar at the Antic Teatre in the El Born district in Barcelona. After a hectic first day wandering around the very touristy Barri Gótic, the laid back vibe of this secret garden was a joy to find. It illustrates a fundamental principle of travel, especially solo travel: Be brave, throw out your guidebook (sometimes), and just follow the locals.
I don’t know what’s inspired me to write about a slow weekend in Barri La Ribera, Barcelona. Maybe it’s because it’s finally warm out, which puts me in the mood for the plates I ate there. Or maybe I’m in need of a rest and to restore to the sense of calm and contentment. Yesterday I had a little meal that recalled one I’d had in my flat that included the famous jamón ibérico de bellota. If we can’t travel, we can cook (or, in this case, not cook).