It happens to every host. Your and your guest are well fed (courtesy of Pinotxo,
of course. A Joe Ray three-star.), you don’t need more caffeine, you’ve been walking for a couple hours and going home now would torpedo the afternoon.
There we were, sore of foot and in front of La Cerveteca -- the beer place. Not the toss ‘em back and drunk by five style, though. In Barcelona, like in Paris, coffee and beer are always good, but seldom better. La Cerveteca is one of the few wonders that falls into the "better'' category -- the kind where you walk in and stare in wonder, saying "Holy cow -- what’s this doing here?''
Case in point, I spy Nogne O
beers from Norway -- something I recognize from Anders Kissmeyer’s
wonderful Norrebro Bryghus brewery in Copenhagen -- along with American IPAs, treats from Belgium and Germany and even Anchor Steam
from San Francisco!
(Seeing the latter, I instantly pine for my San Francisco days, roaming Potrero Hill when the smell of the hops streaming out of the brewery takes over the neighborhood, with a scent that, inexplicably, will always remind me of Spaghetti-O’s.)
Guillaume and I order an IPA and a Liberty Ale
, grab a few papers, find a back table and take a load off for an hour.
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Globe travel correspondent Joe Ray, winner of the 2009 Lowell Thomas Travel Journalist of the Year award, writes his own blog, Eating The Motherland, and contributes to the English language version of Simon Says, the French food and lifestyle blog run by French food critic Francois Simon. Twitter: @joe_diner
Photo of French war correspondent Guillaume Belan by Joe Ray for The Boston Globe