Holy shit. We should have been doing this the whole time. Contrary to what the prices you’ve been paying would lead you to believe, tapas in America – or probably anywhere else for that matter – are a huge scam. Here they just throw the stuff at you. Order a drink, get a snack. As it should be. Or, in one place in particular, order a drink, get plate after plate covered with food until they see your eyes glaze over and your movement slow. Madrid had other stuff going on, sure. Something about three of the most important museums in the world (all within 100m of each other), one of the greenest cities in Europe, etc. etc. But the food stole the show for me. Shocking, I know. I’d like to say I learned something interesting, but the truth is I’ll be wearing most of my experience(s) around my midsection. I guess some things are just the same wherever you go.
Vijay
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