“Well Hello Berlin! I didn’t realise I would be bumping into you here in Barcelona.” Or is it London that Oma Bistró is channeling? Whatever it is, that logo looks like it shares the same bloodline as Monocle‘s. And inside it continues. Craft beer on tap…
Coffees with fresh milk, even the hard to find “stumpy” (kind of a mini-flat white). Which coincidently was invented by Fernandez & Wells – a cafe in London, to whom my old employers Melrose and Morgan used to wholesale baked goods. It’s a small world after all heh? There is a large table (it should be wooden for a better fit), loaded with baked goods and an enormous glass beverage dispenser from which a refreshing lemonade is served.
When the bell in the glass fronted kitchen goes “ping” one of the servers shouts out oído (I hear you) like there might be some Michelin grade concoction on the bar in danger of wilting. Instead it’s just my bikini (sandwich) – made on pan de coca instead of industrial white Bimbo® bread (Foreign readers. I hear you and yes, it exists. No, I don’t know what they were thinking with that name.)
It could grate on one’s nerves, with the mismatched chairs and the distressed walls but Barcelona hasn’t been over-run with these kind of places. They hardly exist and another saving grace is although the place looks like a hipster haunt, the punters didn’t get the memo and all kinds of people come in. I like that. I mean, I like the place, I like the light, I like the fresh milk and that my old friend Stumpy is here. It’s already extremely popular though – so weekend brunch might be a tough one to get in for.
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Carrer Consell de Cent, 227