Spain has some wonderful art museums, and three of my favorite paintings are in Madrid. I couldn't pass up the opportunity to see them. I was torn because two, Las Meninas (left) and El Tres de Mayo (right), were at El Prado, where the other Picasso, La Guernica, was at La Reina Sofia. I finally settled on El Prado, seeing as I could see two-out-of-three AND it was free after 6PM, and spent a great two hours exploring the art and the grounds.
A funny story about Las Meninas (by Diego Velasquez): this one always reminds me of Sra. Hulke, my high school Spanish teacher. She was a fabulous teacher - one of the best I ever had - and for some reason there are things that stick with me ten + years later from her classes. This painting was something we discussed in detail, including the word for dwarf (which is "el enano"). I still remember that word to this day, despite the fact that there is never an opportunity to use it! Someday I'm going to impress a Spanish speaker with my vocabulary and use of the word enano...
Some more pictures from El Prado and my walk to/from in downtown Madrid...
| Valesquez - the great Spanish painter |
The HR Director from Spain hosted an extraordinary dinner at this quaint place late (well, late for gringos, early for Spaniards) that night, which from the street was not even recognizable as a restaurant! We actually had to knock on the door until this small, white-haired woman greeted us warmly and seated us at one of 4 tables. It was food typical of Southern Spain, and we enjoyed several small tapas followed by the best paella I have ever tasted.
| Garlic Gazpacho |
| Egg, Salmon, and Tomato Salsa |
| Traditional Spanish Olive Oil |
I've decided what I've had here in the States isn't even paella compared to this wonderful dish. Fortunately we ordered three dishes that must have measured 20 inches in diameter (each), and ate in the traditional manner of scooping directly off the plate using large wooden spoons.
The owner, a friend of our host, came to the table to tell us the history and preparation of paella. He said it was so "simple", and only a matter of rice, oil, good stock, and spices. Somehow I feel that what we were eating was NOT a simple dish, so perhaps our chef was just being modest. He has such a passion for paella that he has invented a new paella dish which is made from both the traditional copper and the same chrome used on Formula One racing cars. I believe him after trying to pick up the heavy dish, and I made a mental note to add that to my "dream kitchen" wish list.
What ended this evening with the most beautiful serenade by the owner and another gentleman on the Spanish guitar. Perfecto.

















