Granada – Tapas - I’ve been there and I ate a lot!

Granada

Yes, we have seen the circus three times on the way around the roundabout!  After going in circles for 1 hour + with our automatic human Hungarian map (our friend Tamas) we arrived to Granada. Granada – the place of history and food - viva Andalucía! That’s at least what I was after originally as always.

We started our journey nowhere else than in tapas bars. Prawn pil-pil, small grilled sardines, patatas bravas, calamares fritos, queso y jamon! The Spanish most certainly know what goes well with their wine! And what a delicious wine it is! The red liquid heated me up for the rest of the evening that I completely forgot to take pictures. The atmosphere completely absorbed my soul and ate me up. The only thing that was left from me was laughter and hunger for more food. I am glad my friends were not far behind with the bloody drink of most Mediterranean feasts.

I woke up the next day surprisingly without a headache, but starving again. We finished all our junk food cookies and chips left from our late night no sense making conversation and we headed off to the streets of Granada. We arrived on a square full of people looking for the same thing like us – full plate of churros and steaming fragrant cups of hot chocolate like nowhere else. I must admit that my Spanish friend was right telling me that hot chocolate in Belgium is nothing compared to the Spanish one. Belgium’s pralines are amazing, but shame on them their hot chocolate is just milk infused with chocolate. During 6 months the only place close to real hot chocolate was Wittamer’s.

After inspecting the cathedral, the ethnic market, watching 1st of May demonstrations and trying to get inside Alhambra our hunger reached the levels of torture. We spend some time enjoying the amazing mountain and city view from one of the hotels right below but the possible sensation of food was driving us back. 

The best view!

Wandering around took us to a place where they offered us more than satisfying possibility: grilled meat platter. Nothing against our student prepared canteen food but we all suffer from some protein deficiency. It was delicious mix of everything one can possibly imagine: lamb chops, grilled chorizo, black pudding, pork medallions... yummy!

Very meaty feast...

After this meaty feast I slept most of the way back to the coast. Thanks to our Hungarian navigation this is forever saved in one of the phones. I think taking photos of people sleeping should be forbidden! I loved the tapas (pil pil remaining an all-time favourite) and I want to come back. Especially to see real corrida – I know the poor beastly things suffer but it is the part of culture – at least once!

Granada's old town