I really liked the Bouqueria Market. I’d seen it on various Rick Stein and Jamie Oliver programmes and figured it must be pretty much fake as fuck. I reckoned it must be like London’s Borough Market which is more of a TV backdrop and tourist attraction than a real place to buy real veggies. But, unless I’ve been hugely and cleverly duped, the Bouqueria is much more. If I lived in Barcelona I’d shop there every day. I’d buy huge bagfuls of fresh fish and recently butchered meat and locally grown veggies and heaven only knows what else. But I don’t live there, so I buy cheap crap at Tescos. Still, one can only dream.