As most of you who’ve been here for awhile already know: I love food. In a Timone and Pumbaa, “Love. Not like, love,” kind of way. Which meant that La Boqueria was a must see for me. Which I did. At least three times. Can you blame me though? Most of my favourite things all under one, very nicely decorated roof: food. People to photograph. Cute boys with tattoos. Food. Does life really get much better than that?