It is here that I consumed some sensationally divine food. True, it may have been because we were for the 2 weeks previous consuming nothing but cured ham and bread rubbed with tomato; nevertheless, the night we arrived in The City of Lights, the food was exquisite. We began our taste bud journey with a few French Beers, (the names I could not pronounce, the flavors...de-lish). Moving on, Jarred and I split a bowl of French Onion Soup. Curious to the taste, since it originates from said country, I figured who could do it better?!?! NO ONE! Hands down, the best French Onion Soup! Absolutely decadent, rich, and savory. We perused the menu some more, and when Jarred came across the ole' standby of 'steak and fries', he was sold. I, a bit more adventurous, was looking for something more authentic; an item in between snails and cheese, with a raw texture, sure to not make me vomit. Our waiter suggested I have the 'steak tar-tar.' I've consumed raw beef before, and I must admit, I'm a fan. When they brought me a half pound of raw meet, however, my skepticism grew. Fortunately, 2 bites in, I was reassured by my taste buds and nearly licked the plate clean. Licked.It.Clean. (See below) We followed our prodigious dinner with chocolate mousse and coffee. This was the night I loosened my belt by not one notch, but 2.
Back to Spain for a minute, the plate of mini sausages was at a Tapas bar in Malaga. For every round of drinks you order, you get a free Tapa. This was the most scrumptious chorizo I have ever consumed (and I live in NM). Alive with flavor and succulent in spicy taste. The best part is that the photo below it is not an egg, but a bowl of oil and seasonings that the chorizo came in....Yup, we were even audacious enough to sop some up with bread and eat it. Heart attack city, and I do not mind.
A bit lower I thought it would be funny if Boyfriend would faux eat a hot dog picture. He thought it was less amusing than I did, thus making it hilarious that he still did me the honor of posing for the camera. (Thanks, Jarred).
Lastly, this is a picture in a market off of La Ramble, a famous promenade in Barcelona. I was intrigued by the colors, and all the funky looking fruit.
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