Open-toed high heels, standing in the dirt, outside, under a heat-lamp, Palau Robert is alight. It is the night for Ferran Adria and elBulli. So we all wait. I am hungry and thirsty. Nothing. Then, speeches, all in Catalan, I hear the word "molt," echo and echo and echo. I know that it is a superlative...I know that we are in awe of the man on the stage. It is opening night for Risc Llibertat i Creativitat and the exhibit is lovely. A history. Finding the perfect spot for the world's most lauded restaurant, celebrating family, demonstrating the food, sharing the creative process. Look, even the box of chocolate that ended every meal at elBulli before it closed last summer, forever. I had never been. And still, I am hungry and thirsty.
By Maia Pay Ozguc
What it's like to live Barcelona. Impressions. Be curious. Be Barcelona!