Barcelona, Spain

This week’s pie blog is one out of the vault.

Barcelona, Spain

On a recent trip, Jeff and I had some time to kill in the incredible city of Barcelona after the AMEE conference, the peak industry meeting for medical educators world-wide. It was an exciting opportunity for us, and we had a big week chatting to people from all over the world. 

I spent the week on Google trying to find somewhere in Barcelona to endulge in a "Pastis Carn", all to no avail. I'm beginning to think this leg of our journey was going to come up bare. Jeff suggests the Irish pub, but I just don't think that's cool.

The old city of Barcelona is incredibly beautiful. Free from official duties this glorious late summer afternoon, Jeff and I catch a tourist bus around some of the sites, before alighting at the top of La Rambla. This famous tree-lined avenue stretches out before us like a river of life, seething with humanity as the locals come out to play in the evening sunshine. Everywhere you look are centuries old alley-ways and places to explore. Wandering through the narrow laneways that branch out from the main thoroughfare, you can almost hear history's echos calling from the stoney walls.

There's no shortage of wandering to do as we explore churches and markets, shops and squares. 

And suddenly, there it is! Our mission lies dead ahead in the tiny shop window!

In a little bakery just off the Plaza de la Sagrada Familia, we these little beauties - Empanama Argentina - spiced mince, onions, olives and red peppers, encased in an ever-so-slightly sweet pastry crust. Delicioso!

It's just the right size to stop the worms biting while we have a bit more of a poke around without spoiling our dinner, so Jeff and I both give it a 4.5

I'm presuming this is the Spanish equivalent of tomato sauce?

Meandering on, we eventually find our friend Steve camped in a wine-bar in yet another stunning Placa in the El Born district. It couldn't be a better punctuation mark on our week in Spain.