The second day of my trip, I went on a walking food and wine tour of Madrid. (WalksOfSpain.com) We went to an a historical Madrid tavern, a traditional Madrid restaurant where we had Paella and meat that we cooked ourselves on a large, hot brick, andwine bar where I had the best jamon of my life. As a fan of jamon, this is no small statement. On a side note, do you remember The Heat of the Meat, when I smuggled ham out of Spain on my last trip?
Anyway, the tour was amazing as it focused primarily on eating and drinking rather than walking. I'll always choose the former over the latter given the opportunity. It was a beautiful kickoff to a trip that consisted of very little other than eating and drinking. Near the end of our trip, we went out with the tour guide, Andres, who is now my best friend. He took us to 6 or 7 tapas joints and peer pressured us into eating things Americans usually spit out into their napkins. He even introduced us to his friend, Dr. Love.
Things I ate in Spain:
4.7 pounds. Sigh. In other news, I move to Dublin in less than two weeks.
They are sandwiches, sometimes little and sometimes huge. Most of them are ham-based (of course) and usually contain nothing but meat and possibly cheese, and sometimes a wilted tomato. I had a really good one that was ham, cheese, and pate. Yummy.
Lina | September 23, 2006 1:21 PMAs a food voyeur, I'm loving these descriptions! But what are bocadillios?
rachel | September 22, 2006 12:54 PM