Hard Rock Café, BCN
I had never been to a hard rock café before. It was raining and fairly miserable, and being halfway through a open top bus tour (!!) on such a day called for a ‘hearty’ meal somewhere warm. This was a perfect place. Joey and I both ordered the same thing, the pulled pork burger (because it just sounded so damn good!). It was massive. It came with beans, pickles, fries, crispy salty jalapeños and mmmmm… I could barely finish it, excellent value for money there! Also, far from my original assumption that the restaurant was going to be cheesy, impersonal and disgustingly american I was pleasantly surprised. Our waitress even took the time to chat to us about Australia even though the place was packed. Things like that just makes it seem so much nicer. So yep, going back there again for sure.