Spain Series: Food pt. 1

This was the main course of the meal in a small town called Obanos (Oh-bahn-nose). If it looks like a mystery meat drowning in a peculiar sauce then you’d be spot onto how it tasted. It was supposedly chicken, but the other folks who ordered beef got a similar murky looking plate. Thankfully, I had filled up on the previous soups and starters before the main course. No pix of the starters—that’s how good it was!

The dessert at Obanos was good, but I wasn’t sure where to put it. I believe they called it tiramisu? I can’t recall. It was a good cake with super sweet raspberry sauce and fluffy whipped cream.
The meal we had in Cirauqui. Although the Spinach soup doesn’t look like much it had a phenomenal flavor! It also warmed us straight to the bone. The dining room was a little odd as we went downstairs to the basement underneath the hostel to eat. It was a very nice dining area.
In Estella, we checked into our albergue and went in search of food. Yan (our friend from China) knew a good place to eat and we did eat well!
We had sandwhiches and gobbled our weight in patatas bravas. Brava has many meanings, so I assume the translation would be hot potatoes. Fierce potatoes sounds more awesome though.
Yan–ever brave–ordered this to share with us. I was shocked that i liked it. I ate it, but was quite hesitant. This was squid and the sauce was made from its own ink. The sauce and meat were both good. I ate it on a crust of bread. Too fishy for Jess’ taste.
Ice cream or helado (el-ah-doe).
Mango flavored! It was so good! Very creamy with that unmistakable fruity mango flavor. It wasn’t a super common flavor, but we did find it in many of the ice cream shops we went to.
Green soups seemed to be a common starter when we ordered the Pilgrim’s menu along the way. Although the presentation was better than some we ate the flavor was not as complex. The hostel was being run by two couples from Holland. They spent 3-6 weeks working there then another set of people would come run the hostel.
Pasta was the typical second or main course in the Pilgrim’s menu. This was some sort of bolognaise sauce–or so I was told by my more traveled eating companions.
A custard was a typical postre (poe-strey). It was a surprise when we got bread pudding. I make bread pudding so I am a bit particular. I was satisfied with the quality–the whipped cream was yummo too. The people from Europe at the table were more wary of it than I expected.
My coworker told me I had to try paella (pie-eh-yah). Which, near as I can tell, is a baked skillet of saffron rice and some sort of meat. I wish I could have found some grandmother to make it for me. Homecooking always wins. This was quite good and makes me want to experiment with saffron.
This was an adventure of a meal. Yan, Daniel (hiker from Sweden) and I met our new friend and hospitelero (hostel host) for supper in Logroño. He decided to order for us and we all ate family style. This is how we ended up with a salad that included a goat cheese (I think), a balsamic vinegar dressing and thin slices of cooked duck. The duck is what looks like the purple slices of meat. It was an awesome salad. I ate mostly that.
Blood sausage. Despite its terrible appearance and name. It tasted much like liver; that high in iron taste. It was mixed somehow with rice so I’m not sure what order they did things in to make it taste the way it did.
More of the fancy pinchos (similar to tapas) we ate wers octopus on bread with other veggies. It was delicious and I would have gotten another one if they had more. can you see the tentacles!?
The ordering style at the bar involved pointing and stating a quantity. Because of that, I have no clue what they called this type of food. It was pulpo something. Pulpo just means octopus.
Along the Way we ate at an outdoor oven cafe. It was lovely and their food was flavorful. Jess got the asparagus pizza and she was lucky I didn’t steal it from her.

There was too much good food for one blog post! I am splitting this into two parts so I don’t make my readers too hungry. So wipe away the saliva, fix yourself a PB&J and wait for another post about food that is coming soon.


Day 220: Lentil and Sausage Soup {Recipe Revealed!!}


This is just a picture from my preparation stages. Keep in mind that whenever I use a recipe I rarely follow it exactly. They’re more like guidelines (stop reading this blog like Geoffrey Rush).

This soup is one that is pretty darn easy. Chopping and dumping for the most part.

Rinse and soak a bag of dried lentils in a bowl of cool water (lightly salt if desired).
Get a large soup pot and start browning a pound of sausage. The best ever sausage is the JD’s Italian sausage but beggars can’t be choosers.

Get to chopping while you’re waiting. Add more water to your lentils—more soaking means less cooking time. Try to allow them to soak 30 min to an hour.

When the sausage is completely browned then add one chopped sweet onion, 4 cloves of minced garlic and 4 stalks of celery (washed and chopped).
Cook til transluscent.

While you’re waiting for celery and such to cook: open can of diced tomatoes (Italian or garlic seasoned all the better).  Shred 1 cup of carrot (Around 2 to 4 peeled carrots).

When ready, drain lentils and dump in soup pot, dump in carrot, tomatoes, 4 cups water and 2 cups of chicken broth.
Don’t worry! It will look freakishly watery. Lentils soak up tons and tons of liquid. I usually end up with a hearty soup even with all that water.

Add spices: garlic powder, black pepper. If you used regular sausage instead of Italian then add parsley, oregano, thyme and basil.
Be careful adding salt because most broth/bouillon and sausage have plenty.

Bring the pot to a boil, reduce heat and cover. Cook until lentils are tender. If you soaked lentils prior to this it won’t take very long. I give my about 30 minutes just for the flavors to meld.

Serve warm and top with shredded cheese if you like.

My husband hates tomatoes and celery but he adores this soup. I can make anything edible for my sweetie.

Just to recap:


And the ingredients were…


I hope you enjoy this as much as my hubster.

Day 144: Dinner is Served


I have taken oodles of pictures of dishes I have made and this meal, although simple, was exactly what I needed.

Kit and I were both pretty pooped from jobs and farm work. We knew we were hungry but couldn’t visualize any effort going into it.

Kit sliced up a block a cheese while I scrounged in the cubboards looking for non-tomato soups.

The end result is as you see it. Mugs filled with heated hearty vegetable soup and two cheese grilled cheese sandwiches.

Awesome. Awesome dinner. I may have grilled cheese night again but plan ahead by having sautéd onions and mushrooms, sliced tomatoes, and homemade soup.