There is no such thing as a line or first-come-first-served, and rules of etiquette could get pretty tricky. Basically, you have to line yourself up behind whoever looks like they're going to leave next. After about 15 minutes of moving back and forth, getting skipped and losing our place, we were on the verge of accepting defeat and finding another bar, but Juanito, the lively personality that is Pinotxo, helped us out and reserved the next two open seats for us. The key here is to not question and try as much as possible (since the plates themselves are relatively small, we easily downed 4 plates). "El mejor" was all I needed to say before he gave us the understanding nod and prepared the dishes. Make sure to get cope de cava and begin with the chickpeas with blood-sausage [scheyschee?] and egg-clam concoction, and move on to the . Also feel free to point things out at random.
This is the kind of place where everyone sitting next to you becomes a friend and offers you food to try from their own plates. It is a great feeling and unusual for two New Yorkers. If you have time go to some of the other Markets in Barcelona (particularly the modern St. Caterina Market near the Palau de Musica Catalunya), they also have amazing stands to eat at and incredible food to savor.
(ps: do take care of looking after your personal belongings. This is without a doubt prime location for pickpockets as the market gets overcrowded, people bump off one another, and distraction are abundant. Also keep in mind the fact that more often than not they work in pairs or groups, one working to distract while the other empties your pockets. Best advice: don't carry or conceal your purse or bag, don't show off your camera, don't advertise that you are a tourist.)
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