Monday 14 November 2011

Another foody afternoon

After yesterdays mega big jabalĂ­ cooking session, we thought today would be a bit more like normal....we do tend to have days when we do certain things so today was supposed to be like that.

I did a quick trip into Cadiar first thing for a few bits and pieces, put the washing out when I got back, John was doing other stuff, then we were cutting down some firewood trimmings before we had a quick lunch.  Don't tend to eat a big meal then, a sandwich or bowl of soup is usually enough then we have a bigger meal at night.  Opposite way round to the Spanish, but even after 8 years here, we still haven't got used to eating more at lunch time and less in the evening.  And a late lunch at that - they eat about 2.30 or 3pm.

Anyway, at 3pm the phone rang...Mariano.  'Have you eaten?'   'Yes, but not much, why?'  'Well,  come for lunch,  both of you'  'What now?'  'Yes, in half an hour?'

So up we went to find him, his  mujer  Marie-Carmen, his brother in law  Antonio, plus a nephew Javi  and his girlfriend Vanessa - she was cooking a huge paella.  We went indoors  to eat where the open fire had a huge log smouldering.  Mariano disappeared off to his seemingly endless drink store for  red wine and beer with the meal.  After that we had apples that had been  sugared, brandied,  wrapped in foil and baked in the embers, coffee and pastries, more brandy or whisky or ron (dark rum)

The sky outside got gradually darker - not because it was very late but the rain clouds were gathering.  First a light drizzle, now a bit heavier.  We left at just gone 6pm, Javi, Vanessa and Antonio left as well as they had to drive back up to Yegen and the pista can be a bit slippery when there's been a bit of rain.  Not a nice drive in the dark although I think they will have got home before it was too dark.

So another long foody afternoon, one of these days we will be home in time  to cook ourselves a meal!  But these impromptu meals are lovely, and it's good Spanish practice for us - not having neighbours here all the  time means we don't get to talk spanish as much as we'd like. There's only so much conversation you can have with your local butcher!

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