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5.202 11d/5c/9l (6) Barcelona: Sepia Plancha

-Cycle 5, Item 202-
26 (Sat) July 2014

-Spanish-
Sepia Plancha

2.0

at Divinus

-Passeig de Gràcia, Barcelona-

with Wife and Dominic

11d/5c/9l.  For 11 days -- 5-day conference + 2-day holiday in Spain, airport layovers before and after -- my itinerary will take me through 5 countries, 9 locales, more-or-less at dinnertime, providing me an opportunity to have dinner in all of them.

This is Day 8 (see previously 5.201 Barcelona: Livin La Vida Española).

The Kingdom of Spain is Country 3.

Barcelona is Locale 6.  Conference complete, we've come to Barcelona for the weekend to squeeze a bit more out of our time in the country.  No set plans, just looking forward to wandering around.

With only a few hours to explore, we hopped on a tour bus and settled for quick external glimpses of the sights; the most impressive was the Basílica i Temple Expiatori de la Sagrade Familia by Antoni Gaudí, the most bizarre and most captivating church that I've ever seen--next time, we'll go inside.

As explained yesterday, however, Vueling Fuck-Off Airlines lost our luggage.  Having registered my mobile number at the claims counter, we received a few unintelligible text messages in broken/abbreviated English that made us think that maybe something was being done.  But the internet tracking system wasn't working, and they weren't answering the phone.  So, after a quick breakfast this morning, we went back to the airport in hopes that the bag would be there waiting for us.  It wasn't.  Turned out, fortunately enough, that the bag was somewhere in the airport but, because Vueling Airlines is a fucked up operation at every step of the way, hadn't been brought up to the terminal, which we managed to discover after nearly two hours of the guy behind the counter calling various departments.  And then, as a final fuck-me-up-the-ass, they wouldn't release the bag until I'd completed a receipt form, taking another 30 minutes.  In the end, not a single apology, not even a facial expression of sympathy.  Fuck you, too.

By the time that we got back to the hotel, washed, changed, etc., and made our way out, finally ready to wander around, it was already 1400.


Divinus is a Spanish restaurant.  Located along Passeig de Gràcia, across the street from Gaudí's Casa Batlló.  Offers a full menu, while specializing in ready-to-go pintxos/tapas.

Passing by, we stopped Divinus for a late afternoon snack.  The plan was to eat a proper dinner later, something made to order, something requiring cutlery.  However, we were so tired after sightseeing--even though we'd sat on a bus for most of it--that we ended up staying in.  So, what we had at Divinus will have to suffice for the day's featured meal.


Sepia Plancha is a Spanish tapa.  Consists simply of grilled (plancha) cuttlefish (sepia), seasoned with salt and pepper, drizzled in olive oil.

Gambas al Ajillo (2.0)--shoulda known better, shrimp just aren't very good when pre cooked and left to sit.

Olives (2.5)

Calamares (1.5)--too much breading, drowning out the tiny baby cuttlefish, each the size of a thumb.

Overall, the food was rather mediocre.  Not knowing anything about sepia plancha at the time, I ordered a plate solely on the basis of appearance, thinking that the plump bodies might be stuffed with a surprise of some sort.  Turns out that the cuttlefish just contract into a globoid shape upon cooking.  Okay for fans of cuttlefish, I guess.  Otherwise, kinda plain.  Same with the rest of what we had.  Oh well.

As I would've suspected in a country with such a fine culinary tradition, this neighborhood bookstore featured an extensive cookbook section, including a table piled high with cookbooks for kids.

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