Did you bring your favorite bocadillo to meet me at Parc Güell in Barcelona, on day 2 of our trip? No worries, I’ve brought enough sandwiches and vino to feed a village. When in Spain, I tend to fill up on these bocadillos within the first 48 hours and then I can’t think about them again for five more years. …
And Groovy Rooftops
 I was driving, well, sitting in traffic this Easter weekend to get to an appointment in Santa Monica. It was one of those perfect LA spring days…not too chilly to roll the windows all the way up and not too warm to roll them completely down. So with the windows cracked half-way, I sat on the parking lot known as the I-10 …