It's wild asparagus out there!

I asked him.  That's a whole morning's work in his hand there.  Everybody has a secret spot up on the hill overlooking Barcelona.  You go early and you don't tell anyone where you've been.  Hunt for asparagus after the rain.  And with fresh eyes.  Because the sneaky devils look like dead greenish brown sticks among the bushes.  If you give up empty handed, you can sometimes find them in season at the Boqueria or your barrio's covered market.