||[ Tuesday, 25 Oct 05 | 11:13 ]
That means “tie me up”. It’s also the name of a Pedro Almodovar movie. In this case it refers to the name of bar in Barcelona (C/ Consell de Cent, 257). On Tuesdays they have a “Happy Hour” with 2-for-1 drinks and free tapas. double_ohsteven thought they had the best free tapas he ate when he was here in September. For 3 € I can have my limit of 2 beers and free food. It makes for a cheap night on the town.
One of the camareros or bartenders at Átame plays a little game with me. He tries to have a beer ready for me—uncapped, top wiped, and sitting on the bar—before I can get my money out to pay for it. Two weeks ago I was able to sneak into the bar and plunk down my 3 € before he noticed. (He was preparing the food to set out.) He heard the clink of the money and looked up and shook his head. I laughed that I had “got him.”
Last week he must have had been on the lookout for me. When I finally found a place to site, there was my Estrella Damm, bien fría, waiting for me. He was already at the other end of the bar, but he was watching me out of the corner of his eye. A little later he inundated me with more than I could eat: olivas, tortilla española, chorizo, salchicha, jamón curado, espárrago blanco con mayonesa y queso.
As usual, I ran into several people I know there including an American who is working temporarily in Barcelona. After a couple of hours I left and headed over to Ursus a short distance away at C/ Casanova, 64. There I am treated like one of the family. When I am in the neighborhood I drop by just say “Hola”. Being a Tuesday, there were only a few people there, but I still knew a couple of them and had more conversations.
Barcelona had really changed my social life in that it is very easy to meet locals here, even though I am an extranjero. Last week I met someone who lives in Vallejo and recognized me from the Lone Star. He was on vacation and this was his first time in Barcelona. Needless to say, he wants to return.
On Friday night I went to Ursus and a couple of my catalan cohortes dragged me to Bear Factory (Pasaje Domingo, 3) and later to the newly reopened Martin’s Disco (Paseo de Gracia, 130). I was only at Martin’s for a few minutes and Damian, a former bartender at Átame, spotted me and handed me a slip of paper for free entrada and consumición. When I had arrived, I had already gotten in for free with a pass I received at Ursus.
A few minutes later a local tapped me on the shoulder and said that there was another person from San Francisco there and that I should meet him. So I had another unexpected chat.
At 06,00, I finally called it a night and took the Cercanías back home. I spent most of Saturday recovering...