martes, 26 de junio de 2012
¿Una carta ingles?
Before this trip I was quite scared about eating a whole new type of food with an entirely different schedule. I was terrified that by two or three pm I´d be ravished or that I would become sick from the cuisine. Once I got here though (I traveled a week before), I kept reminding myself that this is a once in a lifetime opportunity and rather than get caught up in worrying if something will make me sick or how strangely late they eat here, I just had to go with it. And I´m so glad I did, otherwise how would I ever know that Pulpo de gallego is SO delicious. Like Andy said--don´t be scared! Which is why when they started asking if I wanted an English menu I said no...they looked at me funny and sometimes I ordered strange things, but it´s also how I learned. To me, Spanish food is so much more than just fueling your body (which is how I previously saw food), but more of a custom, way of life and a fantastic social bond through which we can try new things, expand our horizons, get to know our new families and neighbors...and maybe inadvertantly discover we actually really like octopus. A lot.
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