by Tiger Lilly
…well, this is the good, anyway. For the bad and the ugly, see my previous Adventures In Dining post.
When in Rome Madrid (or Barcelona), eat what the Madridians (or Barcelonians) eat.
Don't be fooled by the supposed onion rings. They are actually (dramatic pause) CALAMARI!!! Doom.
This was a delicious pizza. I ate most of it. I was trying to cut it into slices, but then I thought, “You know, this is my pizza, no one else is going to eat it (except Mom. She’ll steal some bites), so I might as well just pick it up and take a bite out of it.”
As you can see, that is exactly what I did. I highly recommend doing that. It’s a liberating experience.
No, it's not my sombrero, it's my pizza!
Oof, yeah… We walked thirteen miles that day (I think), so I felt completely justified. It was only a nine inch pizza, anyway.
Ahh, pizza...and now for my siesta!
And, one of the best parts of Madrid:
Whenever I'm in Madrid, I always get a Suiza from Chocolat Cafe, Bar & Chocolateria. Oh my gooseness, this drink was one of the most delicious things I've ever tasted.
That drink was mostly dark chocolate. I think it was melted, then added to heavy whipping cream. Of course, it was topped with whip’cream and had a wafer straw stuck into it. It was pure heaven.
Oh yeah, and, I’m wearing my new Spanish fedora in that picture.
And now for something completely different:
Isn't it beautiful? I saw this while searching for Dodge trucks (research for my book), and fell in love. Daddy, I want!
I’m not sure if that’s a Tomahawk or a Viper, the website seemed to not be able to make up its mind about it.
Basking in the glory of food and sweet motorcycle-cars, TL out.
Ciao for now!
nice food pictures.
did you try the calamari (mmmm)?
and did you request ‘lite’ pepperoni on that pizza, or are spaniard pizza makers just chintzy like that?
Unfortunately, I thought that deep-fried calamari was an onion ring at one point, and ate one. I was not pleased.
And yes, the pizza comes like that.