We managed to get through quite a few bottles of rosado and cava last night, not to mention the London No. 1 Gin at 47º proof. However, this morning there were still at least 24 cans of beer in the bar fridge, a bottle of Jägermeister and copious quantities of food in the regular fridge!
I’d managed to forget the bacon to wrap the monkfish tails and we’d bought morcilla to go with the scallops, they were still uncooked and chilling too. There were also a few leftover cooked monkfish tails and galtas. I believe I even saw a couple of park chops lurking at the back…
Since we were a little tired from last night’s barbecue festivities a fry up seemed in order. I had to nip down to the Boqueria for some Spanish foods to take back to London, so I got six eggs while I was out. I also popped into La Fuente on Carrer de Ferran (a shop we used to refer to as the Tin Shop, due to the windows being full, top to bottom with tins and bottles), to see if they had any gourmet tinned sardines. Sadly they didn’t, but I did spot a can of Heinz Baked Beans, staple of the English breakfast. I tried to resist but they were calling to me.
Back at the flat, Oli cooked up a stunning breakfast – I was glad to see he’d made a Thames Barrier with the black pudding and bacon to keep the eggs safe from the beans – IMHO the two should never meet!
I’m reminded of my flatmate Toni, back in 1991, who cooked a plate of fried egg and chips and said proudly, “This is typical Spanish food, what do you have in England that is typical?” He seemed incredulous that we ate the same.