I woke up with a headache that turned by the time I made it to the bathroom (considering the size of the room I could basically step from bed into bathroom) into a migraine. I took a pill and went back to sleep. By 11am I felt more or less OK and already 11:30 we stepped out on to the street. Our first stop was again the bread store, which to Scott's Great Disappointment didn't have the bocadillas con jamon y queso. As consolation he took a tiny pizza and 3 chocolate croissants. We went to our cafe, ordered a coffee and a coke and ate those chocolate croissants.
After those not-so-successful restaurant visits, we made even more thorough research and googled the best pintxobar in town. After the breakfast we walked some in the Barry Gothic, but after it was clear that several thousands of tourists had the same plan and it took us half an hour the cross the cathedral square (appr. 100 meters), we flushed that plan down the toilet and made our way straight to the pintxobar. We got the seats comfortably just at the counter, where we had more than 10 different pintxos within reach and at least 30 more that required us to get up to have some. In case the loyal reader doesn't know, pintxo is a tapas originally from Basque area and means a delicious snack that had been placed on a slice of bread. It can be some tuna or Spanish omelette or morcilla (blood sausage) or sausage wrapped into bacon and then fixed with a toothpick. Eat what you want and how much you want and when done, gather your toothpicks, because the bill will be calculated based on the number of toothpicks you have. As a new thing for me, also the desserts were on display and had toothpicks in them, so I ate a crema catalana to finish the lunch. We ate until we could not eat anymore and went to pay the bill with our 16 toothpicks. All the way back to our hotel Scott told me how great the food was and if we would have gone there already yesterday, we definitely would have gone again today. I decided that since the drum was gone anyway (read: diet cancelled), the drumsticks can go too and offered that we can have dinner there too. Anyway, being full from lunch, it was time to go to my favourite churrosjoint to have some dessert. Well, the drum obviously had lots of drumsticks. We walked some more in the city, shopped in grocery store and Uniqlo, made a stop in the hotel and returned to the pintxobar. This time we had a plan and strategy and had different pintxos with tuna, chicken, minced meat and guacamole, shredded meat (favourites!), shrimps and then some flan and chocolate mousse. The result of our plan and strategy was 27 toothpicks. In all fairness I need to say that bigger part of them was on Scott's plate. The drum didn't have that many drumsticks. 29.725 steps.
After those not-so-successful restaurant visits, we made even more thorough research and googled the best pintxobar in town. After the breakfast we walked some in the Barry Gothic, but after it was clear that several thousands of tourists had the same plan and it took us half an hour the cross the cathedral square (appr. 100 meters), we flushed that plan down the toilet and made our way straight to the pintxobar. We got the seats comfortably just at the counter, where we had more than 10 different pintxos within reach and at least 30 more that required us to get up to have some. In case the loyal reader doesn't know, pintxo is a tapas originally from Basque area and means a delicious snack that had been placed on a slice of bread. It can be some tuna or Spanish omelette or morcilla (blood sausage) or sausage wrapped into bacon and then fixed with a toothpick. Eat what you want and how much you want and when done, gather your toothpicks, because the bill will be calculated based on the number of toothpicks you have. As a new thing for me, also the desserts were on display and had toothpicks in them, so I ate a crema catalana to finish the lunch. We ate until we could not eat anymore and went to pay the bill with our 16 toothpicks. All the way back to our hotel Scott told me how great the food was and if we would have gone there already yesterday, we definitely would have gone again today. I decided that since the drum was gone anyway (read: diet cancelled), the drumsticks can go too and offered that we can have dinner there too. Anyway, being full from lunch, it was time to go to my favourite churrosjoint to have some dessert. Well, the drum obviously had lots of drumsticks. We walked some more in the city, shopped in grocery store and Uniqlo, made a stop in the hotel and returned to the pintxobar. This time we had a plan and strategy and had different pintxos with tuna, chicken, minced meat and guacamole, shredded meat (favourites!), shrimps and then some flan and chocolate mousse. The result of our plan and strategy was 27 toothpicks. In all fairness I need to say that bigger part of them was on Scott's plate. The drum didn't have that many drumsticks. 29.725 steps.
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