This evening my eldest son surprised me by making his version of pa amb tomàquet (bread with tomato rubbed onto it, an olive oil drizzle, then seasoned) on the eve of the highly-charged and contentious Catalunyan referendum. He was hungry.
I think my son’s timing was purely coincidental.
Still … prescient food for thought in Brexitland, as Catalunya and Spain prepare for referendum day.
We repeatedly requested “Pa amb tomàquet” in the summer, stressing every single syllable. If you go to Catalunya, ask for “Pam tomàquet” – you may be better understood.