BACALAO

For as long as I can remember I have been extolling my personal proclivity towards devouring, with gusto, dead animals. I’m the biggest animal lover I know, well, one of them, but I’m still a Homo sapiens who adores being an omnivore. Meat, seafood, vegetables, fungi, pickled things, fermented things, raw things, braised things, boiled,…

PESCADO FRITO

There are few greater pleasures and gastronomically correct senses of place in Spain than sitting by the quietly lapping shoreline of the Mediterranean whilst nibbling on plates of freshly fried fish, sprinkled with some tart drops of lemon juice, and served with a superbly chilled bottle of white wine or manzanilla. Pescado frito translates literally…