Check out Clotilde's site for a real treat: a write-up and photos from her trip to El Bulli. Before the jump, I was certain she was going to say: "I didn't want to spoil the meal taking pictures of every course," but then there the pictures were and it's a real service to those of us who will probably never dine there--at least in the foreseeable future. Though I was telling my parents last night that I'd love to write a feature story where I go with my dad to El Bulli: if there's one restaurant in the world designed for him to hate, this is it. It's the furthest away from meat and potatoes you can possibly get.