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The best lunch in the world

Farewell to El Bulli, which finally closes its doors this weekend

The other day I went to Spain for lunch. I flew to Barcelona, caught a bus into town, and booked into a hostel. The next morning, dressed in a three-piece suit, I hired a car and drove north. The weather was cloudy when I set off, and it began to rain. However, arriving at a town called Roses, not far from the French border, the skies brightened and the sun began to edge through the clouds.

I left Roses via a winding road and made my way along a stretch of unspoiled coastline. Sheep crossed the road ahead, their bells…

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