Would it be rude of me to say that I loved tapas long before their onslaught increase in popularity on the Melbourne bar/ restaurant scene? I can’t even remember the first time I enjoyed this casual, relaxed way of dining, where you get to taste a bit of everything. I feel that it was before my trip to Spain though. What I do remember, however, was the first garlic prawns dish I had in Madrid.
My sister and I arrived sometime in the late afternoon, and, after getting settled, found a small restaurant close to where we were staying. The staff didn’t speak any English, and we certainly had no Spanish skills, but after much gesticulating and consulting of phrasebook, we ordered glasses of wine and some food. The smell (and taste) of that garlicky, seafood-y goodness made two travel-fatigued girls very happy.
So I’ve always wanted to make tapas at home, but never quite got around to it. Recently however, I bought The Book of Tapas by Simone & Inés Ortega, which eventually motivated me to give it a go.