About our Spanish party

Our spanish party, or: Hail to the Octopus!

  
My name is Daniel, I am from Germany and I am 26 years old. I like pizza, pasta, cheeseburgers, steaks, german bread with meat and cheese and I also like beer. When it has to be even faster there is milk with cereals. I like indian, chinese, italian and fast food restaurants, but also german restaurants with huge and hearty meals like deers with potatoes and a good, fatty sauce. Oh, and I really love the chicken soup of my grandma.

Yes.

During the last years while my wanderlust began to be uncontrollable I thought about the possibilities what kind of diets my future will offer to myself. I thougth about myself, staying in a crowded street in any far eastern country, facing my first stick of steamed locusts, staring to the neighbour stand with the idea, if it's not better to start with grilled spiders because of their crusty legs.

But now I live with spanish women and no one told me before, that the spanish diet is so strange. Dada told me that they are ordering pieces of seafood in normal bars like we order a bag of chips to just have something to nibble while we are chatting with friends...
... and at the same time I have to hear that they have the best diet of the world and somehow I believed that.

In this moment I didn't know that my "youngest dish" came closer (okay, this is really a funny thing when you know english and german because "youngest dish" means literally "Jüngstes Gericht" which is correctly the "Last Jugdement" in english. You see, the author has a lot of intelligent humor), because Dada wanted to celebrate a spanish party in Vila Raluca, with everything which belongs to it. We helped her, of course, and she brought the spanish food by her own from Spain. In the end we had tortilla (oh yeah, I love tortilla), "chorizo" and "salchichón" (for me a kind of salami), "jamón", paprika, olives...

... and here it comes: really weird fish-parts, octopus and other small bullet-like things with a lot of tentacles!

I thought I will be brave and a good model for the kids by eating everything totally natural like "Where is the problem?!", but when it came to it at the party and I had to face the situation on my plate (tentacles!) it was me who needed a good model! And I found it in the small children which ate the matter-framed guts (plus tentacles!) like pizza. 

What can I write? I ate it and, like you guess (or not), it was good! Of course I'm not used to the feeling of chewing this kind of food, and please don't think to much of digestive cycles of sea creatures, but... I ate more of them. Of all of them. And when I'm not brave enough again I will just drink more sidra, which we also had on the party: A kind of wine made of apples traditional from Asturias. You have to drink it with special rules of filling in and drinking with special glasses and movements and other actions, like you can see in the first picture (flag of Asturias + sidra with special glasses):

Of course the food was not the only part of our spanish party! In the beginning Yoana and Dada performed two dances of Asturias, their home county. I really liked these dances, because they reminded me on northern countries (and not on sexy south american latino dances) and the music also includes bagpipes! Well, who expect this!?

After the food we all danced in the house to music (without bagpipes) till we were all sweaty and tired...

   
One day I will be in Spain and I will eat all of this and more again - fresh! And some day I will also say "hello!" to the crispy spider legs.

- Daniel