I have been somewhat remiss, insofar as I have forgotten the two most important ingredients in any recipe: a glass of wine and some music. The wine I will leave to you: I am sure you know your own taste. For the music, I like a bit of Shakira, Gloria Estefan (especially when she sings in Spanish), Los Lobos (my favourite band of all time) and the incomparable Joaquin Sabina - especially the album 19 Dias y 500 Noches. I fell in love with this album in around 2001 and love it still.
But today, rather than recipes or particular foodstuffs, I would rather talk about some of the great places in which I have eaten when in Spain.
As I mentioned yesterday, the little eating houses within walking distance of Cordoba's Mezquita are all worth a look. I can't remember the name of any particular place just now, but I promise to search my memory banks and my notes and photos and see if I can come up with some specific names.
Seville is one of my favourite cities. We went there with friends at this time of year 2 years ago, and I was a bit worried in case they didn't like it. But all was well and they both enjoyed themselves. The Bodega Santa Cruz in the heart of the Barrio de Santa Cruz is one of the city's iconic spots. The noise is incredible, the speed of the service scarcely credible and the menu is a genuine one, featuring such dishes as sangre encebollada (onioned blood?) and little brown shrimp pancakes known as tortillitas de camarones. This bodega, known by the locals as Las Columnas, is a typical city bar cum eatery, of a type which is sadly slowly disappearing. Even if you don't like it, I am sure that if you have a heart, a soul and an appreciation of the culture of others, you will be able to see why I have recommended it.
On the Alameda de Hercules (Really must get these accents sorted out. I don't want to look like somebody with a falta de ortografia), we ate at a place called the Bodega Norte Andaluza - if memory serves - and I am sure it does. The raciones were simply amazing, especially the battered cod. A real down home, authentic Spanish bodega, with the emphasis on good food and great hospitality.
In the picture postcard village of Frigiliana that sits on the mountainside above the resort of Nerja (long since ruined in my opinion) we have enjoyed fabulous food and hospitality at a little bar/ restaurante called El Ingenio (the sugar cane mill). The last time we went there was a good few years ago but, I am sure that a little bit of diligent Googling will ascertain if it is still there or not. If it is: go - lovely people, fabulous food, a good walk from Nerja if you choose to access the village that way, incredible view down a little valley to the Mediterranean and lots of wildlife - such as mountain goats and various birds of prey. I hope it is still there.
In the city of Segovia you can hardly go wrong, but don't go for the suckling pig: try the lamb, which is less famous, but a much better bet generally. In the village of La Granja it is also difficult to go too far wrong, but I must declare an interest here: most of the licensees are friends of mine.
In Extremadura and Merida in particular it is harder to find a bad place than it is to find a good one. So many memories! I will have to find the time to let you in on all my secrets on another day. Buen provecho!
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