Tapa Thursdays: Gazpacho
I have never been one to stand up to the hot summer sun in Seville. I made the poor decision one year to cycle home from my friend Stacy's house…
Betting on Lunch at the Lonja de Pescado of Calpe
YA vienennnnnn! At the sound of the bell, plastic crates of fish and shellfish descended on a thin conveyor belt. Date prrrriiiiiisaaaaa! Hurry! I screeched to the Novio, having already…
Tapa Thursdays: Caracoles
Spain is a country in which some foods are seasonal: pumpkins are ripest around Autumn, chestnuts are peddled on the street at Christmastime and strawberries show up on the market…
Tapa Thursdays: Pescaíto
One thing that stuck out about my host mother and her eating habits was that she'd fry a fish and just suck the meat right off the bones, leaving the…
Tapa Thursdays: Gurumelos
I will buy you a beer if you knew what a gurumelo is before this post. I mean it. Santiago confessed to never having been to Plaza del Salvador, so…
Tapa Thursdays: Champiñones
If I were to list the three foods I most despised, it would be easy: canned tuna, eggs and mushrooms. Yes, I picked three of the most commonly used ingredients…