More meat on a Good Friday..

..that was always the expression used while growing up for a skinnier than necessary person, or another was "Better to say there you are than where are you"...there was a line for everything!

Of course, yesterday was the real Good Friday. Years ago at home that would have meant - I guess still does - no meat, no snacking and absolutely no pubs open.

Well, welcome to Easter Spanish style!

We had an "inside day" sorting and throwing - and rediscovering - Stuff. I should mention we do not live a minimalist lifestyle and both Stan and I, and the kids, are hoarders and clutterers.  All of us have a deep aversion to clean houses with no Stuff, especially books.  Stan has been building a Moroccan style bookcase with seat in one of the living rooms here - I'll post a pic when I get the cushions -  and so we started sorting, one room led to another, which led to other places such as Under the Bed...(so that's where fluffy dustballs are made) *Dear God, please let my mother not read this post. (See, I do pray at Easter)

So with a great dusty thirst we headed to  Bar Pinche to partake of Gin  - for me - and Beer - for himself.  Being good parents we left the kids to tidy up the mess we had made.

Santa Semana brings visitors to our lovely Murtas, sometimes delighted discoverers, usually far flung families, a group of whom we knew fairly well so we joined them at the bar.  They were well on the happy road by then and the craic as we say was 90, *see, another one.
Whilst we were chatting  - and glancing at the omnipresent loud TV which was showing the Ku Klux Klan celebrations from around Andalucia -  one of the group complained the tapas wasn't up to scratch and left, only to return minutes later with home made raw links of salchichon, morcilla, and some chorizo, which he then proceed to slice straight onto the bar with his rusty penknife - hey we're all still breathing this morning.
 "Oi Pinche, he fondly called out for mein host - your tapas is shite ( only more Spanish, like - use your imagination ) put some of this on the Plancha..."

He did, and served bread - and it was delicious...

We rounded it off with an evening at one of their houses, a Casa Antigua, with home made wine - La Contraviesa in the happy Alpujarras is responsible for some of the best wine around - more bloody morcilla - literally - and tomatoes with lashings -Enid Blyton gets in - of salt and olive oil.  Yum. Mediterranean diet is good for your heart, remember?!!

I'll tell you this, if I could work miracles I'd happily change that wine into lots of water at this very moment!................Have a nice weekend all................


plancha - grill
morcilla - anis flavoured blood sausage
chorizo - well if you don't know by now...but please say chor-eeth-o
salchichon - regular fatty sausage with peppercorns