...one of the first things I loved about Muti is that there is no “fuck off” attitude at the door. Yes, patrons are requested to make a reservation (the bar is, after all, a small one-bedroom apartment) but Muti’s doorman checks you off the guest list and greets you with a cordial smile. You feel like the place is happy you made the effort to show up. Welcome to Muti. Welcome to Barcelona.