We started in Madrid and are headed west through Spain. It was amazing to spend that time there with Mom and her flight crew, an incredibly helpful and savvy bunch, seeing the old, reliable city and eating the food the way it’s been prepared for so long. It’s easy to eat well and even eat finicky. I would know.
Our dinners were mostly vegetables, meat, bread, wine, and deserts. And although I didn’t partake in any of the last three I can say that all were of good quality. The most impressive was the pork.
I don’t know how many are aware but pig is as much a health food in some cultures as coconut oil, avocado, or grass fed meats are in others.
At San Miguel Market in Madrid I found something beautiful.
It’s pork. And that is a butcher cutting it straight from the bone. And that meat is nitrate free. No nitrates, no celery powder, no hormones (its illegal to add hormones to animals used for meat anyway, that is a marketing ploy), no antibiotics. These pigs are slaughtered, slathered in salt, that wonderful mineral of the earth, and kept dry and clean for up to four years. What fine piggies they must have been. And at 8 euros for half a kilo, mom and I enjoyed it without guilt and with some fresh olives from the shop set up close by.
The market was a wonderful experience. If you are ever in Madrid and plan to go out to dinner, this is a fantastic way to have more than just dinner. You walk, see, taste, touch, talk and compare all the vendors’ produce, and would spend the same amount as you would at a restaurant. And you get the paleolithic advantage of being on the move. Your body will thank you.
There’s too much to talk of but I’ll summarize:
We visited the oldest continuous running restaurant in the world (since 1725),
went to two parks and saw an Egyptian temple that was gifted to Spain back when the Nile was flooding Egypt (Spain among four other countries contributed substantial amounts),
and said “see you soon” to mi madre.