Two weeks ago, I fell in love with Barcelona. I was expecting to, having heard raves about how beautiful everything is: the dramatic Gaudi architecture, the sparkly Mediterranean, the people, and, of course, the food. For every museum, park, or otherwise-"cultural" landmark we visited, we made at least as many feeding stops along the way—everything from paper cones of Iberico ham chunks, to fresh-pressed dragon fruit-coconut juice, to some truly stunning chocolate desserts.
We covered a lot of ground in four days, but I knew we'd done well when, on the train from Barcelona to San Sebastian (stay tuned for that slideshow), a woman saw us looking over our pictures and asked, "You didn't really eat all that, did you?" We sure did. See for yourself.