• A weekend in Barcelona – pt. two

    With slightly fuzzy heads from a few sangrias, we were in need of a good brunch. 

    Jumping in a taxi, we rolled through the lazy sunday morning traffic towards the Arc-de-Triumph where our brunch spot of the day is tucked away.

    A minimalist backdrop with exposed brick walls and randomly thrown together furniture, Picnic is probably one of the most instagrammable new hangouts, offering a simple but perfect brunch menu with healthy juice shots and coffee pick me ups thrown in for good measure.

    I opted for the breakfast sandwich in a brioche bun with added bacon and I seriously could not have chosen any better! So good in fact the rest of our group copied my order and loved it just as much! A combination of cheesy omelette, rocket, tomato and that delicious salty bacon, you really can’t go wrong with this one… it’s so good I’m going to be (attempting) recreating it at home.

    Of course, there’s always room for pancakes when they look this good (shared amongst friends, why wouldn’t you sample as much of the menu as possible?!) 

    Fuelled and ready for the day, we hopped on the city tour bus and headed off on the orange route, climbing high above the city, taking in the sights and stopping for iced coffees along the way. Amongst lots of other things, you’ll see things like the Jardins de Miramar and Camp Nou (home of FC Barcelona) on this route; a more industrial route than the green route and the side I’m probably a little less keen on. Jump off at Avinguda Diagonal to peruse luxurious shop windows and spot some of Gaudi’s work up close too. 

    With the sun shining and having done enough of the touristy thing for the day, we made our way to Ohla Hotel which boasts one of the cities best rooftop pools and bars. We sipped on refreshing Aperol Spritz and zingy cocktails, taking in the views high above the city until the sun began setting and the air got a little too cool to stay where we were. 

    Dinner was a recommendation from our air bnb host – a traditional and apparently historic restaurant in the Gothic Quarter; Los Caracoles. It literally feels like you’re being led through the city as you weave up and through the rabbit warren of a building to your table, it’s pretty impressive! 

    As is the menu! I opted for croquettes to start, followed by cod with aioli (I’m a bit obsessed with aioli, can’t get enough of it) both of which were so tasty I would happily go back and have them again! Finishing off the night with delicious chocolate puddings, sparklers and a chorus of ‘Happy Birthday’, we strolled back up the long Las Ramblas stretch underneath the stars, grateful for the chance to walk off some of the night’s indulgence!

    Final instalment of the Barcelona series will be up soon, keep an eye out!