With that chaotic pointimprovised, with something going wrong, with people everywhere, tourists, from here, from there. La Boqueria has fired this Thursday Juan Bayenthe Pinotxo, with all the usual tics of most scoundrel market in Barcelona. The veteran restaurateur, who died on April 11, has stopped at the fish market on his way to eternal rest after a ceremony in Sancho de Ávila in which he has missed a little the heat that has abounded in number 91 of the Rambla.
The hearse has queued up at the market entrance and stopped under the glazed arch from the Boqueria Some authorities were waiting there, but above all they had swirlingon Both Sides, customers, neighbors, curious and strangers. Some have come on purpose and many others were passing by and when they saw a ruckus, like the one Bayén liked, they stayed to see what was happening. “Is there an event?” a tourist asked a security guy. “No, it’s a funeral“. And there it has remained, mobile in hand, waiting for the deceased. A very scene from the italian neorealismWhy are we fooling ourselves?
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Once the car has stopped and the relatives have grouped with the recipients, he has taken the floor Edward Soley, who at 75 years old continues to frequent the fruit and vegetable stall that his ancestors forged in 1864, before construction began on the Sagrada Família, which is saying something. Who now leads the baton is his son Jaume, the sixth generation. With a microphone in hand, but without anyone being able to hear him, he has shared his life experience with Bayén. “Since the square meter he has become the most popular character in the history of our dear Boqueria. Always with her smile, her thumbs up and her cheerful attitude towards the customers, to the ones that made you feel special“. And he concluded: “On my behalf and on behalf of my colleagues and workers, I want to thank you for being the best ambassador that La Boqueria could imagine”.
After his speech, the Olympic ‘Barcelona’ of Montserrat Caballe and Freddie Mercury. And boy did it sound, but on the speakers inside the market, so the song was only heard when the chorus came, which in all its responses has been accompanied by applause and the occasional “!love you, Pinotxo!!”. And so, among cheers, the car has gone down the Rambla. And in a matter of seconds, La Boqueria has returned to being the orderly and improvised chaos of every day.