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So long sweet summer…

 It’s been a while since I’ve written.  After my trip to the south of Spain at the beginning of the summer, my life in Spain (and in general) became such a busy whirlwind that it was impossible to sit for a little while, collect my thoughts, or edit photos.  But it was all in the best way possible – I was living in the moment, spending time with amazing people that I know will be friends for the rest of my life, and working towards my goals.  Never once did I feel homesick.  (Alright, except when my dear friend Colin told me how great Death Cab’s show was…THEN I felt homesick.)

Is it really over?  I can’t say for certain.  I can hope that I secure the internship of my dreams next summer and then no, it will be a continuation of what I have worked on this summer.  I just fear that if there is no such opportunity, that Plans B and C may not work out, and I’ll have to take any old internship for the sake of taking it.


After a full day of unpacking, assembling, hammering, and pretending like I know how to use a level at my new apartment in Chicago, all of this “hit” me.  It’s the end of the summer and I have no clue where it went.


But all of the 11am coffee breaks, aimless walks after dinner, Saltamontes, quests for about a sapling’s worth of paper to burn for San Juan, mojito-making, inside jokes about furancho employees, public transportation SNAFUs, an excursion to the Vigo Zoo, culiminating with pijama party on the eve of my departure – I will carry those memories with me always.

Restaurant Review: Espana (Larchmont)

We’ve grown so accustomed to tapas being an experience where we pay a lot of money for a little bit of food.  Espana turned this concept on its head by serving us portions that were more than two bites at fair prices.

Patatas bravas, croquetas…getting full yet?

Patatas Bravas – I really don’t like patatas bravas, but these were actually okay.  They actually used aioli, although it was light on the garlic.


Sardinas – My favorite of the evening.  They were fresh and grilled in just a little bit of olive oil, which was perfect.  The small side of potatoes prepared Galician style, with paprika was the perfect accompaniment.  I was left with a plate of “cartoon cat” looking fish bones 10 minutes later.


Croquetas – There must have been a mix-up, because we ordered croquetas de jamon and received croquetas de pollo?  Not sure how I feel about chicken because the taste just blends into the background, rather than standing out like bacalao does.  These were a little bit sweet and the exterior was slightly overcooked.


It was also interesting to see angulas on the menu.  If you call ahead of time, they will prepare them for you – but at $200 for 100g, they don’t come cheap!



Churros y chocolate – the Spanish cure for a hangover.

It was time for dessert – what a tough decision.  Jen and I narrowed it down to churros and filloas.  The churros were amazing.  Not greasy in the slightest, the chocolate was thick and bitter, the caramel for dipping was also great.  As for the filloas – these were also incredible.  The crepes were filled with vanilla custard and drizzled with a red wine reduction.



Filloas – preemptively getting ready for Carnival.

The best part of the evening was receiving a gift card from our waiter.  I can guarantee you that we will definitely be back (and maybe I will finally devise a solution to the Tapas Catch 22).


Restaurant Review: Bar Basque (NYC)

It is no surprise that the interior of Bar Basque was designed by Syd Meade.  The restaurant is completely Tron-ified – from the blue glowing lights along the wall, to the use of different textures and shapes along the walls.  


To me, the overabundance of red made the place seem more like a strip club and less like a tapas joint.  Go figure that a whole bunch of marketing gurus take something that is very rustic and communal in Spain and turn it into a trendy place for cougars to show off their Helmut Lang and Jimmy Choo.


In Spain, people enjoy taking their sweet time.  I am not sure if Bar Basque was going for authenticity in this respect, but it took a long time to check-in with the maitre’d and then leave my items at the coat check.  Same goes for the wait time on the Tempranillo and Albarino that my sister and I ordered from the bar.  For a tapas bar, I was disappointed with the wine selection.  The restaurant caters to those who drink $18 cocktails, rather than a glass of Rioja.


I did appreciate that the maitre’d allowed us to select the table and seating area we wanted.  The sofas seemed like an awkward way to eat dinner, and I didn’t plan on cuddling up with anyone after dinner, so high-top table it was.  Because it was snowing that evening, the floor-to ceiling windows made it seem like I was dining inside of a snowglobe.


Jen was running a little late and as I was waiting for her and my glass of wine at our table, one of the waiters put jamon iberico on the table.  I would have hoped that the food would not start coming until Jen arrived – I explained this to the waitress and she was very apologetic.


My sister and I participated in one of the deals through Gilt, so we were offered a set menu which came with a bottle of cava and an array of tapas for us to share.


Jamon Iberico de Bellota.  The reason why I could never be a complete vegetarian.

Jamon iberico de bellota – Excellent.  They definitely didn’t skimp and give us the cheap stuff.  The cuts were perfect, with the right amount of fat.


Time for some tapas!

Gildas – A gilda is an anchovy, an olive, and a guindilla pepper on a stick.  (“Gilda” literally translates to lollipop.)  Three simple ingredients, yet the flavor is so complex due to the acidity of the anchovy and the pickled (and slightly hot) pepper.


Truffled Idiazabal Pops – These came in little crispy cones – really cute presentation.  Idiazabal is one of my favorite Basque cheeses.  It is smooth and smoky, but also a little sharp.


Croquetas – These were filled with both bacalao and ham, in addition to mushrooms.  A lot of flavors were happening here, but oddly enough, I thought that the mushroom was the most pronounced.  The consistency of both the exterior and inside of the croquetas were perfect though.


Tortilla – A classic (and one of my favorite tapas) that had plenty of sliced potatoes and just enough onion.  Instead of aioli, the tortilla was topped with piquillo red peppers, giving this dish both savory and sweet qualities.  this was great!


Peekytoe crab gratin and house smoked trout – Both of these tapas were served as pintxos.  The trout was my favorite of the two due to its simplicity.  Even Jen F., who detests fish, liked these.


Boquerones – Nothing like a healthy dose of white anchovies.  Also very simple, but paired very well with the cava.


I wish that dessert could have been up to par with the rest of the meal.  Once again, the mini crispy cones were broken out, but this time, for ice cream.  Jen and I shared pear and apple ice creams – the fruit flavor was too subtle and faint.  There was also a honey flan, which was just okay (flan isn’t typically something I would order, as it is pretty simple to make).  The best was a rich chocolate ganache cake that had crispy chocolate wafer layers.  Jen described it as an “extremely rich, dark chocolate Kit Kat.”


Although I did enjoy the food overall, the slightly inconsistent service (this shouldn’t happen at a restaurant that charges these prices!), and slightly odd decor take Bar Basque dilute my opinion.  I will be back to see if this was just a “one-off” event and to get a better idea of other tapas on the menu.