So it was off to Calle Laurel for the compulsory tapas bar crawl last night. It was Tuesday, so it wasn’t terribly busy, but there was enough of a buzz for it to be fun.
The way it works is that each of the scores of tapas bars tends to specialize in one dish. You order that dish, and a glass of wine or a beer (measures are small-ish, and about 1.5 Euros, rising to perhaps 3 for something posh) and then consume it. Then you move on to the next bar.
We did four bars, and then stayed at the last one for a few courses, because the food was pretty good, and the wine very refreshing. It was a jolly evening.
It helped that the group on this trip was such good fun. Natalie Potts from Phipps PR was leading us, and as well as me, there was David Williams (Observer) and Brian Elliot (Scotland on Sunday, Daily Record).
Pictured from top: Logrono cathedral in the evening sun; pork sizzling over a charcoal grill; liver on mushrooms with a prawn on top; a posher tapas joint (most are much more rough and ready); pepper stuffed with mince.