At the DMV headquarters we think about food a lot and, at least three times a day, we do something about it. Early morning arrival in Barcelona means the room in the guest house is not ready but there is someone there to take the weighty maleta-cum-portable office. Then, a beeline to las Ramblas in search of a granja for morning churros y chocolate followed by a little bench sitting. It's early enough to watch the streets & sans scrub trucks ready this most awesome boulevard for the onslaught of traffic to come. Somewhere along the way, I pick up a free copy of Metropolitan Barcelona written by ex-pats. Having worked once for a purveyor of weekly entertainment guides to cities (full of inane top 10 lists) I am not expecting much, but wow, the writing and the stories are really good. There is a great piece on Ildefonso Cerdá, a DMV hall of famer connected to an exhibition on public works at the city museum. Rose, he should be your boyfriend in the great beyond. An interview with chef Sarah Strothart makes me glad that I will eventually get my own stove in Barcelona. She shares a tip about a her favorite vendor in Mercat Santa Caterina called Huevería Gomez-Maldonado: Ask for the eggs that have been stored with the truffles. Gràcies Sarita! It would appear Rose, that my recent drive to master the three-minute egg was by divine guidance.