I would place my order, think about it, even go so far as to put the camera on the table . . . and then remember, when the plate was bare again. Oops.
To make up for it (or possibly because I couldn't consume this food), I took a lot of photos at the open air food market, one of my favorite places in the city, and a few shop windows.
The Boqueria, or the food market, is amazing. And it was near our apartment, which meant we wandered through there several times during the course of our stay, each time finding new things to sample and bring back to the apartment.
We discovered tapas the first day, and in a very big way. That first night, we were exhausted but determined to stay up as long as possible to put ourselves on local time. We'd eaten in the afternoon, but decided to take ourselves out to someplace not too far from the apartment for at least some wine and tapas.
The evening meal was similar, but not. The restaurant had an 8 tapas meal for 15 euro, and we got one portion and two glasses of wine.
The next day, after a relatively insufficient breakfast -- I need more early morning fuel than most Europeans, it seems -- we went exploring, and at lunchtime we met our first paella.
Which I now need to learn how to make. Again, a beautifully photo-worthy meal, and within moments, it seemed, nothing but a black, rice-crusted paella pan. Maybe that's the best food review of all, that it was so good that it made me forget to take a picture.
On our last meal there, we had the mixed paella, which we'd also sampled elsewhere during the visit. This restaurant, though, instead of just adding beef or chicken, used rabbit, which I love. It made for an entirely different dish, though I have to admit that I like the straight seafood paella best of all.