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Sometimes it’s the kind words of a stranger that inspire you and a chance meeting with a Moonraker Morsels reader last week pushed me to put aside my reluctance to spend yet more time in front of the computer after a day of it in the office, and breathe a bit of new life back into this blog.

So as I take comfort from some positive feedback and encouragement, let’s start back with some serious comfort food. Meat and potatoes. Or in this case, grilled steak and creamed potatoes.

I don’t think I’m necessarily giving away any big secret or hidden gem here, amongst most of my expat friends, the two “cheap steak places” on calle Almirall Cervera in Barceloneta are well known and well loved. Both serve a similar menu and similar prices, I’m including Yguasu here as of the two I prefer this one, if only because it’s less cramped, isn’t quite so roasting hot, and feels like they give it a once over with a cloth a bit more frequently than their competition across the road.

Yguasu, Barcelona food blog, Claire Gledhill

We’re talking meat here, and lots of it, served hot off the chargrill with bread, chimichurri, salad if you’re being that way inclined, cheap plonk or cold beer. When you’re asked what you’d prefer on the side, there’s only one answer……creamed potatoes. Menu at Yguasu, Barcelona food blog, Claire Gledhill

Forget the healthy option, their creamed potatoes are heavenly, here I’d chosen the entraña (flank) steak, soft, tender and rare. Seriously, give the salad a miss and just indulge in some animal fats.

Entraña steak and creamed potatoes at Yguasu Barceloneta, Claire Gledhill

Entraña steak with creamed potatoes

Yguasu seems perfectly located as well and has rounded off many a shopping trip, tiring day at the beach (and yes you read that right, lying on the beach all day seems to absolutely drain you of all energy) or to rescue a Sunday afternoon hangover you’ve been trying to relieve with a Barceloneta vermut.

Yguasa, Almirall Cervera, 4

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I’m a sucker for photographs charting a city’s history and I hardly need to mention that the face of Barcelona has changed, in some places almost unrecognisably, during the last 20+ years. One area that leaves no trace of its former life is the Somorrostro beach and before I share my experience at the restaurant which now bears its name, I’m going to disgress a little and share some of this barrio‘s past.Plaque of Somorrostro beach, Barcelona, Claire Gledhill, Barcelona food blog

A plaque is now all that indicates what once stood here and today the beach is a man made golden playground for tourists and residents that looks out to the ocean. Somorrostro beach, Barcelona, Claire Gledhill, Barcelona food blogHowever, in the not too distant past this was an area of shanty housing for up to 18,000 residents of the city and their precarious lives and threat of flooding from the sea was a world away from the holiday destination it is today.

Somorrostro beach in 1950, Barcelona, Claire Gledhill, Barcelona food blog

Somorrostro beach in 1950, photo courtesy of naucher.blogspot.com.es

Somorrostro beach in 1940, Claire Gledhill, Barcelona food blog

Somorrostro beach in 1940, photo courtesy of 324.cat

Cleared in 1966 for a visit by Franco, housing like this was dotted around the city and those in Guinardó neighbourhood lasted until the late 1980s when they were finally laid to rest ready for the spruce up for the coming 1992 Olympics games.

Somorrostro beach, Claire Gledhill, Barcelona food blog

Somorrostro beach, date unknown, photo courtesy of marujatorres.com

Somorrostro beach in 1935, Claire Gledhill, Barcelona food blog

Somorrostro beach in 1935, photo courtesy of fotosdebarcelona.com

Now in Barceloneta the restaurant Somorrostro reminds us how much the city has changed. Somorrostro restaurant, Barcelona food blog, Claire GledhillWe were here to take advantage of the Sunday lunch menu and I was immediately pleased to see an open kitchen, I just love being able to watch chefs at work and see the proof that not all kitchens need to be the domain of shouty, sweary behaviour.  Somorrostro restaurant open kitchen, Barcelona food blog, Claire GledhillI was also impressed by the short fourteen dish menu, six starters and then four each of mains and desserts. Why don’t more places do this instead of overwhelming us (and no doubt the kitchen) with vast choice? I went for the Barceloneta cigalas or sea crayfish in their English translation. These came with a surcharge of 5€ on top of the 28€ menu but we’ll talk more about pricing later. These were naked as the day they were spawned except for a splash of pungent olive oil and a sprinkling of sea salt. These fiddly critters were delicious yet it was a shame there was an air of marine car crash in their presentation and one or two bodyless heads had made it onto the plate.  Disappointing especially when you’re paying a supplement. Saltwater crayfish (cigalas) at Somorrostro restaurant, Barcelona food blog, Claire GledhillFor main I chose the cannellone stuffed with oxtail and foie gras served with an assortment of sauteed mushrooms and vegetable crisps. Although these varieties of mushrooms are in season there was a hint of autumn to this dish but it was savoury and satisfying and probably wise for there to be only one roll of stuffed pasta.

Oxtail and foie gras canneloni with mushrooms at Somorrostro, Barcelona food blog, Claire Gledhill

Oxtail and foie gras cannellone with mushrooms

I had to gobble the frozen praline parfait quickly as it was already descending into liquid when it arrived on the table. I was surprised by this dish, initially doubting whether praline, oranges and tart berries would work together, but they were a very compatible bunch. The biscuit crunch added the missing textural element.

Praline frozen parfait with caramelized nuts at Somorrostro, Barcelona food blog, Claire Gledhill

Praline frozen parfait with caramelized nuts

Having the wine selection on show with pricing is a helpful and informative touch. It’s a shame the same can’t be said for the menu value. Wine selection at Somorrostro, Barcelona food blog, Claire GledhillOn their website the Sunday lunch menu is advertised at a reasonable 19.50€ a head, which was in fact 28€ euros when we arrived. Given the rave reviews I’d heard for this place I didn’t really give it a second thought. The flavours and service generally didn’t disappoint. Yet the 28€ just kept rising and although this was a decent meal it was a little underwhelming and in my opinion not deserving of our final bill. With the two cigala surcharges and drinks not included (two soft drinks and three glasses of wine between three) we paid nearly 40€ a head. Now, it may be the Yorkshire genes in me, but when I pay this for a meal I expect attention to detail and a hopefully memorable meal, bodyless crayfish, unwiped plates and melting desserts do not feature in that expectation. Somorrostro, I’ll come back to your history time and time again and maybe your restaurant, price permitting.
Somorrostro, C/ de Sant Carles, 11, Barceloneta

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Earlier in February I wrote a guest post for another Barcelona blog, Sticky Fingers BCN, the full post is reproduced here.

Ice cream. Whether it’s the Italian-style gelati, a child’s milk ice, Indian kulfi, a choc ice with its fake chocolate covering, a palate cleansing sorbet or, at a push, the pale yellow supermarket soft scoop, I’m generally a sucker for the stuff. Luckily Barcelona is awash with my favourite dessert.

Ice cream is also a thing of wonder in that it’s been around for a lot longer than most of us might imagine. It is almost certain that it was being created in Italy in the 17th century, however, its production may go back even earlier as our ancestors in the Arabic world almost 800 years ago were aware that adding salt to snow or slush lowers its freezing point and made it possible to freeze sweetened cream. A huge thanks to the ingenious person who made that discovery and set ice cream creation on its way.

Like those in Italy, the Middle East and France that have preceded them in history, the Argentinian owners of Barceloneta’s Vioko are providing the city with some imaginative ice cream creations.RESvioko_helados_barcelonaSituated on the Passeig de Joan de Borbó facing the stunning marina, I defy you to pass on your way to or from the beach and not succumb to temptation. For me the styling of Vioko is not the draw, I’m not a fan of the stark, minimal, white and neon lit interior.Neon display and confectionary at Vioko, Barceloneta, BarcelonaThat said, its bare walls contrast with the vivid selection of macaroons, imaginatively decorated individual chocolates and celebratory chocolate tablets.Chocolates at Vioko, Barceloneta, BarcelonaThe crisp exteriors of the macaroons, with flavours such as rose, violet and pistachio, lead to soft, meringue like fillings and are so light that it’d be dangerously easy to eat the whole box.
It will come as no surprise though, given my introduction, that what I’m attracted to is the ice cream. The quality is equal to some other vendors around the city but it’s the flavour selection here that makes it worth the trip.
Ginger, a love it or hate it ingredient, is one I adore, so to find a spicy, refreshing ginger ice cream is a real treat. My second selection was cheesecake with forest fruits, not two flavours that pair well together, but I painstakingly ate one first and then the other, trying, like a fussy eater, not to mix the two.Ginger and forest fruit cheesecake ice cream at Vioko, Barceloneta, BarcelonaOther more curious flavours are raspberry mouse, passion fruit mousse, yoghurt and honey, the floral tastes used in the macaroons and bitter chocolate.Ice cream flavours at Vioko, Barceloneta, BarcelonaAlways led astray by my ice cream cravings my friend chose the dulce de leche tentación together with the crema catalana, a much wiser marriage than mine.Dulce de leche tentacion and crema catalana ice cream at Vioko, Barceloneta, BarcelonaVioko has obviously become a big hit, the queue stretching round the shop made even a dedicated addict and queue hater like myself consider going elsewhere and the near empty containers are testimony to the fact that that queue must’ve been a fixture for most of the day. We stuck it out for the end prize, I suggest you do to.Almost empty ice cream containers at Vioko, Barceloneta, Barcelona

Vioko, Passeig de Joan Borbó 55, Barceloneta

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As you wander the streets of Barceloneta, especially at the weekend, it’s difficult to ignore the constant indicators that people are enjoying eating. Through open café or restaurant doors and windows and from street front terraces you hear the animated chattering of voices, clattering of plates and cutlery being cleared, glasses being ‘clinked’ together as people say salut and inhale wafts of garlicky seafood that intermittently hit your nose. Every time I have this experience I say to myself that I must eat around here sometime, I just can’t believe it’s taken me so long.

With a visitor from home keen for a marine fix this seemed the perfect opportunity to have a taste of this barri. We thought we’d try out Can Maño on C/Baluard, just a short walk further along from Baluard bakery on the same street. As we arrived half an hour before closing at 11pm the place was thronged with customers and there were ourselves and others trying to get in. Noone, including us, seemed to be in the slightest bit put off by the aged decor, dusty, mishapen fans and menu boards which looked like they hadn’t been updated in 20 years. Can Maño, Barceloneta, Barcelona

Menu boards at Can Maño, Barceloneta, BarcelonaThankfully the framed reviews and a recent mention in the city’s Time Out magazine were more of the moment and indicated, as was evident from the throbbing atmosphere, that this place is still going strong. We hastily placed our order as the kitchen was closing and large plates of pa amb tomaquet, fried aubergines and chunky, hot chips arrived.

Pa amd tomaquet, fried aubergines and chips at Can Maño, Barceloneta, BarcelonaA 10€ bottle of Rioja was far less ropey than we anticipated. I also love drinking wine out of little beakers instead of the usual wine glasses and I also find I knock them over and break them much more infrequently.

Wine at Can Maño, Barceloneta, BarcelonaGrilled sardines with garlic and parsley and a plate of straight out of the fryer calamar arrived and we got stuck in, although despite arriving so late we were left to enjoy our meal and not rushed to be out of the door again. Grilled sardines at Can Maño, Barceloneta, Barcelona

Calamari at Can Maño, Barceloneta, BarcelonaThe sardines were perfectly cooked, the calamar soft not rubbery, being British the chips we couldn’t resist dowsing in vinegar. The aubergine for me was a little bland and on reflection we should have ordered a salad to balance all the fried components, however I have had terrible salad experiences here so always err on the side of caution. When we saw other diners receive theirs though they looked fresh and bright, not wilting and insipid as is often the case.

We finished with two coffees and I introduced my companion to hierbas, a Spanish liquor often drunk at the end of a meal and I enjoyed watching the middle aged waiter who was obviously tired from his shift, pause a minute, towel over his shoulder as he took a short descanso to watch a bit of television that was on low behind us.

Bill at Can Maño, Barceloneta, BarcelonaI took this as our cue to leave and he scribbled the bill on a slip of paper, a real bargain for the amount we’d eaten including a bottle of wine.

If a swanky, modern setting is what you’re after then this is probably not your place, but if some large plates of fresh seafood and a glimpse of this fishing neighbourhood’s past is what you’re looking for then Can Maño will be a hit with you.

Can Maño, C/Baluard 12, Barceloneta

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Sleep deprivation from a 3 month old baby combined with looking after a 4 year old did not stop Anna Bellsolà, owner of Barceloneta’s Baluard bakery, warmly welcoming me to her bustling shop with a beaming smile and enthusiastic conversation.

As we passed through the main baking area to her office, careful not to slip on the flour-dusted floor and inhaling the comforting smell of baking loaves , two male bakers were busy shaping dough and loading the wood fired oven that bakes all their bread.Baluard bakery Barceloneta, Barcelona

The coastal barri of Barceloneta has been home to Baluard for close to four years, but breadmaking runs through Anna’s DNA. Her father, grandmother and great-grandfather were all bakers in their hometown of Girona, her father expanding the family business dramatically into the industrial sector before selling it a few years ago. Anna tried to make a break, studying other subjects and travelling in Germany, the USA, Italy and France, but always had one eye on bread production in these countries and admits that in the end “she always came back to flour”.

Her decision to open an artesan bakery in Barcelona involved a long search for suitable premises and eight months of renovations before the local was transformed into what we know as Baluard today. The petit street level shop deceptively hides the size of the premises and the 8am opening time masks the behind the scenes work, beginning at 1am with the first doughs being prepared by some of the shops seven bakers.

There is no rushing the process here, with the exception of a small few, doughs are prepared using a sourdough ‘starter’ which they’ve maintained for over three years (a starter in basic terms being a mixture of flour and water which naturally ferments from the airborne yeasts and is ‘fed’ at least daily with additional flour and water), the doughs are then left to ferment in a cold store for between 12-18 hours.

Baluard’s also give careful consideration to their flours, the majority of which are stoneground and sourced from a mill in Montpellier in the South of France.

When the combined ingredients have worked their magic they are rewarded by being lovingly baked in the wood fired oven which burns 1200kg of logs a week and is fired continuously.

Logs for wood fired oven at Baluard bakery Barcelona

Logs for wood fired oven

They are lifted from cloths, which retain the doughs’ moisture but also means the uncooked loaf sits directly on the stone base of the oven rather than on a tray, adding to the flavour and even cooking of the baked goods. Baguettes waiting to be bakedAnna firmly believes the wood oven improves the bread’s crust and gives the products an initial injection of high heat to set the loaves. Tried and tested recipes from the family business, Baluard’s own creations, Anna’s travels and those shared by other bakers make up the enticing selection. Each day there will be one variety only sold on that specific day and Saturday will always feature a ‘bread of the day’.Loading the wood fired oven at Baluard bakery, Barceloneta, BarcelonaIt is almost impossible to make up your mind at Baluard. Baskets of loaves, cooled and fresh from the oven, are then piled high in a tempting display. Baguettes, organic loaves, olive breads, a salt-free variety, sweet breads with butter and sugar or dried fruit to name a few and my personal favourite, the breads with seeds and cereals. Counter at Baluard bakery, Barceloneta, Barcelona

Breads at Baluard bakery, Barceloneta, BarcelonaAs you queue, which you invariably have to, the sweet delights will be vying for your attention in the glass cabinet. You can try to ignore them but I doubt you will succeed.

Cakes at Baluard bakery, Barceloneta, Barcelona

Cakes at Baluard bakery, Barceloneta, BarcelonaGoing to Baluard has always meant making a special trip for me as I don’t live in the Barceloneta barri, however, it’s now possible to enjoy Baluard without having to go to the seafront as a recently opened ‘point of sale’ is located in the Woki Organic Market on Ronda Universitat with Plaça Catalunya. Fantastic news for me as this is much closer to home and their selection, though limited, is just as inviting and my brief wander round the organic market will draw me back for another look and a bite to eat sometime. Baluard bread at Woki Organic Market, Barcelona

Woki Organic Market, Barcelona2010 saw some of the secrets of Baluard and Anna’s story revealed in a book co-written with Ana Garcia Navoa. ‘Pan en casa – del horno a corazon’ (Home made bread – from oven to heart) is the culmination of a year’s work and is a collection of writing about breads from around the world, recipes, tips on dough making and secrets from some of the best bakers, as well as detail of Anna’s journey from the family bakery to Baluard. Anna states firmly that she is a baker not a writer and the book’s conception was a result of a request from Barcelona publishers Oceano Ambar and assistance from the writer García Navoa. It is a fine piece of work, at present only available in Spanish, but breadmaking and language learning seems a good combination to me.Pan en casa book from BaluardBefore I freed up Anna’s time to return to her work, I couldn’t resist asking her for her thoughts on the current state of industrial bread production. Expecting her to be scathing I was shocked by her measured and positive response. Her long career despite her youth, her father’s former business and global travelling to manufacturers, artesan or otherwise, have shown her all facets of the industry and she says she has seen good and bad methods used by all producers. She has witnessed fantastic industrial production lines in places such as Verona in Italy that are making wonderful bread by slow fermentation but efficient production and sees an industry that in many places is working more and more to improve the quality of their loaves. On the other hand, she has observed so called ‘artesan’ bakers using excessive yeasts to speed up the process rapidly and producing poor quality loaves. Frozen bread that’s then cooked in a store or bakery, she enlightened me, is also not always a bad thing if the original dough was good quality and it is not allowed to get freezer burnt from being stored for too long.

I bid Anna a grateful farewell and headed to Ronda Universitat for a loaf and some photos. I was still dusting flour off my clothes and boots as I landed home, a sliced pa de cereals pulled straight out of it’s thick paper bag and a dribble of olive oil on one of those lovely slices went straight in my mouth.  Cereal bread from Baluard bakery, BarcelonaChewy, full of flavour from the bread, the seeds and oats and the holey texture holding little puddles of the oil. Well, maybe I had just one more slice.

Baluard 38-40 bajos, Barceloneta

Baluard (point of sale), Woki Organic Market, Ronda Universitat 20, Plaça de Catalunya.

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I’ve had a visitor in town this week and we’ve spent a lot of time filling our bellies with food and many, many drinks around the city. One of the highlights has been a couple of visits to Can Paixano, which is rapidly becoming a firm favourite of mine to have a drink and a quick meat fix.

Can Paixano Barcelona

Tucked down a side street on the edge of Barceloneta, this long, narrow, seatless bar is a must visit for anyone wanting a cheap, great sandwich and a glass (or bottle) of cava. Vegetarians beware, with the exception of a cheese sandwich this is not the place for you, this is embutidos in bread… and don’t be tempted just by the cava as you can’t drink without eating something with your first drink. You may also be put off by the various animal cuts hanging up around the bar.

Can Paixano Barcelona

This is no fine dining establishment; greasy sandwiches of salty morcilla, chorizo, or sobrasada sausages, amongst others, are served in paper which is promptly discarded on the floor of the bar.

Can Paixano Barcelona

But noone seems to care, I’ve been at various times of the day and it’s always a squeeze and the atmosphere more than makes up for having your toes trodden on.

Can Paixano Barcelona

And if your sandwich or mixed plate of embutidos has left you wanting more then head to the back of the bar where you’ll find a small shop ready to sell you a further hit or conservas (canned shellfish) to take home.

Finally, after all the fun and with a smile on your face, your wallet will also leave hardly any lighter than when you arrived, two sandwiches and a glass of cava to accompany each will set you back just €5.

Can Paixano, Reina Cristina 7, Barceloneta, No smoking

http://www.canpaixano.com

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