I slept in until 11 am on July 13, 2012. Ivan was already up. We had to get ready since we would be taking a cooking class today.
We walked to BCN Kitchen. Today, we were taking a Spanish cooking class. The cooking teacher was a Catalan man named Frank. He told us that we were making pan con tomate (bread with garlic, tomato and extra virgin olive oil on it), Spanish omelet (Tortilla Española), Catalan Cream, and mixed Paella. He let us know what ingredients were in each one. Everybody got to choose which dish we were making. Ivan wanted to do the paella, but there was squid, pork and chicken in it – so he switched with me to make Spanish omelet. The group consisted of Ivan, Noelle, Charisse, me and a couple from San Francisco, a girl from the Netherlands and two Australian guys.
I was paired up Helen and Jeff, the couple from San Francisco. I had to take off the fat from the chicken wings and cut the pork in half. Helen and Jeff had to do the cutlefish, bell peppers and garlic. Ivan was peeling potatoes and chopping up onions. Charisse was making Catalan Cream with the girl from the Netherlands. Noelle was chopping up lots of tomatoes for the gazpacho. She was making the gazpacho by herself so the pressure was on for her, and there was nobody else to blame if it tasted terrible!
Ivan had to flip the heavy Spanish omelet onto a plate and then put it back into the pan and cook the other side. He did it like the pro chef he secretly is!
Frank was really friendly and helped everybody out if they needed it.
It’s fun learning new dishes to make. Hopefully, we can try these out back home.
We made our own pan de tomate. Frank toasted the bread in the oven. We put garlic on it (by pressing a clove against the bread it grates it) – Frank said three swipes.. but we just kept doing it for awhile, Ivan did it for two minutes! His theory is ‘you can NEVER have too much garlic…unless you are out on a first date!’. Next, you cut a tomato in half and put some tomato on the bread and then drizzle extra virgin olive oil on it, along with just a dash of salt. Tasty!!
Catalan Crème is similar to a crème brulee. Ivan got to put sugar on top and burn it with a blow torch.
It was a great cooking class. Everybody’s dishes turned out good. The paella turned out very moist and tasted really good.
I really enjoyed the gazpacho which wasn’t as tomato-y as when we have it in restaurants. We got to take away some of the food – we grabbed mixed paella, gazpacho and Spanish omelet.
Go take this class and learn to make some Spanish dishes!
We walked back towards the apartment. Noelle wanted to stop by H&M and browse. I’m glad we did because Ivan picked up a pair of swimming shorts and I got two cute shorts. I prefer H&M in Europe to the Vegas one. The clothes are so much better in Europe.
I worked on the blog and used the internet. Noelle and Charisse passed out right away. Ivan and I took a siesta.
We woke up later on and weren’t sure what to do for dinner. Ivan found something good though. We got a taxi to Dans Le Noir which means In the Dark in French.
Ivan has been to Dasn Le Noir in London, but Charisse, Noelle and I haven’t been. I went to a similar dining experience with Ivan in Malaysia.
We took pictures in the lounge area since we, of course, can’t take pictures in the dining room.
The lady explained how we would be dining in the dark – complete darkness. We got to choose what package we wanted. Charisse got the one that had two main courses and a dessert while Ivan, Noelle and I got the full package with a drink to start, appetizer, two main courses and a dessert – also with a drink with three of the courses.
Ivan, Noelle and I were given a sparkling wine to start off with… it was red and quite tasty.
We walked in a train with some Spanish people into the dining room. It was so very dark. I was sat next to Ivan with Noelle in front of Ivan and Charisse in front of me. We had to try to guess what wines and food they were giving to us. Charisse has glow in the dark nail polish.. so that was the only light we could see which wasn’t very bright at all.
It was a very cool experience trying to guess what we were eating. It was weird being in the dark – Ivan said our brains were getting confused and then our eyes would close since it thought we didn’t need any use for it. Our waiter is blind – his name is Jose and he didn’t speak much English – good thing Noelle knows some Spanish. Noelle talked to him and he has worked there for 2 years. I guess he really learns the layout of the dining room – otherwise he’d be running into things and dropping plates.
One of the stupid Spanish people at the next table kept saying Shhhh.. when they were being just as loud as us. It just encouraged me and and Ivan to be even louder. Noelle, Charisse and I were doing the woo woo thing that people do in clubs. Some foods I didn’t like while others I really liked like the chocolate cake dessert.
Outside, the host told us what we ate. Some were were dead on, like watermelon in our salad. Charisse and I had the meat dishes and ate brains.. Eww!! It was crunchy and small though. I thought the meat was beef, but it was actually pork. We tried to guess if the wines were rose, white or red, but we only got one right. The first was a rose and then two white wines.
Ivan wanted to go to a shot bar, but there was a long line to get in. I guess it’s popular if there’s a long line. We didn’t feel like waiting very long, so we walked around the Gothic quarter to find a bar. Ivan wanted to try some vermouth since they had some on the tapas tour.
We ended up at a bar called Mirilla. Everybody each got a vermouth.
I thought it was really strong like a port and I didn’t like the taste. Ivan got me a white wine. I was pretty drunk at this point.
It was really warm in the back room at the bar. We finished our drinks and walked back to the apartment.