Segovia, freezing cold, snowing in the mountains and all the girls wore sandals, SO smart
Aqueduct
Mom, Me, Dad & Pepe
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We all piled into a VW bus and drove north, headed to Dana and Pepe's beach house in Somo for a few days...
Dinner at Melly in Somo:
Fish pudding, don't judge it until you try it
I learned how to make a similar dish, Hake Pudding, in San Sebastian at the cooking school
Smoked Salmon from the Canary Island, so buttery and delicious
Not on the menu but Juan brought it to the table for us, it's nice when your cousin is friends with the owner :)
Green Peppers stuffed with Bacalao (salt cod) smothered in an incredible sauce
Tomato and Mozzarella Salad and Fried Anchovies, really BIG anchovies!
Dessert = CHEESE baked and bubbly with two different homemade jams
Tomato Jam and Red Onion Jam made by Juan's wife
The Cheese, Juan's sister (also our server) brought this out so we could see what we were eating
The wine. We started with a Rioja then Juan sent this out, which had a much more interesting flavor than a Rioja, I liked it a lot, it's one of my new favorite wines :)
Then we visited some small mountain towns:
Some people on the Pilgrimage, Camino de Santiago
I love antiques
Mom, Me, Dad & Carla
Where we ate lunch, a tiny hunting town in the mountains
It was freezing cold, rainy, and their specialty, bean stew, was hot and warmed us up!
Then we had some steak, three different cuts with Blue Cheese Sauce and fried potatoes
We shared two desserts, Chocolate Cake
And a warm cheese tart with raspberry sauce
Everyone minus Emma who was taking the photo
Carla, Maria, Me, Mom, Dana, Dad & Pepe
Then we saw a seal in Santander
And a Penguin
And replicas of the boats Christopher Columbus sailed to the New World, they're really small!
Another Dinner at Juan's:
Calamari
Tomatoes with Fresh Garlic
Chicken dish with a delicious spiced suace
Me and Juan, he was signing a book of his poetry for me. He's a chef and poet. Then he played a song in my honor, it was quite the night.
Then we were back in Madrid:
Tasting "Gravy Balls" as Charla would call them, more commonly knows as coquettes, in the Market in Madrid.
The Market Scene, we drank wine and browsed
Dad fooling around
