Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Now, those of you in the know, know I'm a pretty strict vegan--who drinks very little beer. In Spain, it is quite a challenge to keep a meat, dairy, egg-free (and mostly gluten-free) diet. Pork, seafood, cheese and bread are staples in Barcelona.
So, I have fallen back a bit on my Cape GarageDoor (Cape Girardeau, MO) roots and partaken of some the local offerings. Sometimes a girl has to eat. And the beer is cheaper than the water; and you eliminate contributing to the massive garbage pile of small plastic bottles by ordering a small beer from the house tap, rather than a bottle of water.
Go ahead, Burgener, laugh it up! I'll make sure I have another cold one for ya tomorrow at breakfast. After the cafe' solo. My mom is now a cava junkie, I think.
So, in the order of appearance: 10:30 breakfast snack of an egg omelet and cafe con leche, followed by a half a tuna sandwich and a small beer.
2:00 pm: A ham and cheese sandwich with a cerveza con limonade. If you've never had a beer with limonade, I recommend trying it.
5:00 pm: A snack of a beer and patatas bravas. Now, ususally these potatos aren't cut like french fries, but these were. And they have a tomoto/olive oil/garlicky sauce on them.
Not sure what's for dinner, but have leftovers from last night--big salad and stirfry. Now, you can find great veggie options at the fresh markets, like La Boqueria. But at the local joints, its a little more tough. So, when in Spain, I'll eat a little bit like a local.