|Starting off at home in Madrid|
|A cold fish salad|
|A kind of paella, of course!|
It was fabulous to be able to eat outside in mid February only a few hours' ride from Madrid.
The (admittedly scanty) motive of this trip was to celebrate Javier Honrubia's 45th birthday, to inaugurate Phase 1 of the remodeling of the "txoco" that Bruno, Rafa and Juan have in Vila-Real, and to toast Bruno's new Royal Enfield Chrome and my K75. A txoco is an old Basque tradition: the menfolk buy a small locale in town and turn it into a gourmet man cave where they can cook and eat and drink with lots of friends. These guys decided to make one in a garage they have on the Mediterranean coastal town of Villarreal.
|Jesús serving a dry Montilla sherry from Córdoba and lots of cured ham.|
Afterwards, Pedro and I extended our trip a few more days to travel south along the Spanish Mediterranean coast.
|Full English cooked breakfast|
|Punta Prima beach|
|Pedro ordered a light salad|
|I went for a bit of pork and dumplings...|
|A wee apple dessert|
|The Sign of the Plastic Paella|
|My BMW K75|
|Ready to return to Madrid|
We then road back through La Mancha, and stopped along the way for lunch. I had to have pisto manchego with fried egg, of course: a traditional stir-fry of eggplant, tomato, onion, garlic, and zucchini:
Major success all across the board. The 1300-km-trip got me well used to the BMW's heavier handling, its great suspension, its powerful motor. I finally figured out how to turn on the heated grips on the way back, boy what a difference that makes in February!
|My spoils of war|
We all had such a good time, we're talking about a repeat soon. I'll buy bigger pants.