Meson Del Cafe
Carrer de la Llibreteria 16, Barcelona, Spain
We stumbled (literally, those cobblestones look cute, but they’re not always easy to walk on!) upon this place in the middle of the day, at that point where you’ve been on your feet since 7.30am, it’s now around 12pm, you’re getting hungry and therefore a little grumpy. You know that time? Where you’re in love with that new city you’re visiting, you’re loving being a traveller, but if you don’t eat soon, bad shit it gonna start happening. Yeah. That’s the time we found this place.
We were both starving, husband and I, but we’re also both foodies. Which means that, even if we are starving, if our only option is Maccas or something equally as crappy looking, we’ll starve a little longer until we find something good. Thankfully, this place was teaming with Spaniards, which we figured meant it’d be pretty decent.
We were only in Barcelona for 3 days, and we found this half way through our second day. We returned twice more before leaving the city. It was warm, wooden, homely, without being over-the-top friendly, which we actually really liked! They didn’t drop everything to fawn over the tourists, they just kept going about their business. You want something? Come to the bar and order it. You don’t know what it is? Bad luck, just try it anyway. I like that in a foreign place. It just felt comfortable.
We devoured a plate full of tapas on our first visit – they were fresh out of the kitchen, being brought out to the bar as we were walking in, and they were damn good!
Our second visit entailed more tapas and seafood paella. I’ll be honest here, I didn’t love the paella. It was gritty, like the sand hadn’t been entirely washed out of the seafood yet. The bits without the grit though, were delicious.
Visit number three, our final one before leaving, was the best. A cup of hot chocolate with a few fresh, hot churros. The chocolate wasn’t overly sweet – it still had this tang to it, this cocoa taste. It was also thick enough to coat a spoon. Or a churro. That’s what made them perfect together – the bitter chocolate over the sweet churro = happy days for me!
Yeah, the food was pretty good, but it wasn’t the food that made it for us. It was the atmosphere. It was relaxed and comfortable, homely but different. People came in and out, mostly locals, which made for wonderful people watching. It was one of those times I just sat back, took it in, and thought “wow… here I am.” And that felt pretty damn good : )