The evening saw the foursome head back to Barri Gotic to the famous
4 Gats. This restaurant had been frequented as a haunt of the
modernistas (such as Picasso). The walls were lined with sketches and caricatures, and the whole place hummed with atmosphere.
Dinner was a leisurely affair involving the finest fresh tuna GF has ever eaten, and the rapturous sounds of SV and Barney Rubble demolishing the Creme Catalan.
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