Or should I say El Masnou barbecue? Because for one glorious day last week, Olli and I escaped the city (note to future self: URBAN HOLIDAYS ARE NOT FOR CHILDREN) to head to our friend’s parents’ house for a lovely barbecue.
And by barbecue I mean excuse to stuff our faces.
And talk.
And stuff our faces.
And laugh.
And stuff our faces some more.
And watch the second generation of our group of friends (these are the ones Olli and I met when studying abroad- now we are all procreating) meet and fall in love.
The day was over far too soon, but photos, my dears- photos will last a lifetime.
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Hee! Barbecue grills in Spain are kinda wimpy looking.