I had taken a weekend trip to Barcelona with Mrs Travel Freak. Our flight had landed on time, our car had picked us up from the airport as arranged and the hotel check-in had gone well. We had asked the barman for somewhere we could go for some traditional Spanish food (it was now already 11pm) and he recommended Bilbao Berria.
We had jumped in a cab as instructed. The journey from the Me hotel to the restaurant took about 10 minutes and cost 9€.
As soon as I entered here I knew I was going to enjoy myself. There was a large bar / counter which had rows and rows of Pintxos. The barman had described these as “small snacks on bread” but I hadn’t really understood what he meant. There was maybe around 30 different types of Pintxos split into three main sections: fish, dessert and everything else.