Quick note: on our way to our paella cooking class our taxi couldn’t get through because of the march for International Women’s Day…so he dropped us and told us to hoof it the rest of the way. What made this challenging was the thousands of women streaming past on one of the widest avenues. I had to send the dads through and hope to meet them on the other side. Of course I wanted to join in alongside all those amazing and proud women, but I had Cava to drink and paella to prepare.