|SOME THINGS WE DIDN'T BUY SATURDAY:|
|...NEXT TO THE CUTTLEFISH, "UGH! WORMS?!? EELS?!?"|
NOPE. POTATO NOODLES.
After a delicious lunch at home, Guadalupe started to get ready for that night's dinner party. On the counter was a bowl of something (apples? potatoes? grapes?... it didn't register with me). In response to my offer of help, she asked in Spanish, "Do you want to peel those?"
|LUNCH AT HOME SATURDAY: |
DORADA A LA SAL (SALTED SEA BREAM).
|MOMENTOUS: I PEELED THE SALTED SKIN (AND HEAD!!!) OFF MY OWN FISH.|
AND I SAY I DON'T COOK.
|SLICE OF SPINACH TORTILLA (SPANISH-STYLE TORTILLA).|
Guadalupe is an extremely intelligent and intuitive person. She saw that I was about to have a panic attack at the thought of "peeling" whatever it was she had asked me to peel and was very understanding when I quietly headed upstairs to lie down. (But I did help set the table and I did help with clean-up at 2 in the morning.) And just so you know, even without my help (or more likely because I didn't help), dinner was a brilliant success. Check out just a few of the dishes.
|BREAD TOPPED WITH SALMOREJO (LIKE GAZPACHO) AND ANCHOVIES.|
I USED TO THINK I HATED ANCHOVIES. IN SPAIN, I'VE BEEN PROVEN WRONG TWICE.
|I THINK IT WAS PARMESAN... AND IT HAD SOMETHING DRIZZLED ON IT...|
AND IT WAS SO GOOD.
(I HAVE LEARNED THE CHEESE WAS MANCHEGO AND IT WAS DRIZZLED IN HONEY.)
|SOME KIND OF PEPPER... BAKED IN SOMETHING... BRILLIANT.|
|IN A BLENDER: VANILLA SUGAR, COCONUT MILK, AND PINEAPPLE...|
OH... AND BACARDI RUM. THEN CHILLED.
|FRIENDS (LEFT TO RIGHT): ROSALVER, ROCÍO, CARMEN, KEREN, AND GUADALUPE.|
WARM, KIND, GRACIOUS, FASCINATING, FUNNY... AND GREAT CHEFS.