I went to Madrid and the only thing I brought back was a jamón magnet. True story.
But first let me take you back to the day we flew to Madrid. It was probably a nine hour flight from Atlanta, which I didn’t think was terribly long. We had a nice meal on the plane with plenty of vino and movies. Once we arrived we were pretty jetlagged but somehow managed to navigate the train system and found our way to the airbnb that was in a cute, hip area with plenty of restaurants and shops. We stopped for some espresso for a little pick me up at Hola Coffee.
Neither of us speak Spanish but we were able to get by. Quite a few people spoke some English, and we were able to pick up a little Spanish along the way.
Once we settled in to the airbnb and picked up a few groceries, we went to Mercado de San Miguel – a beautiful open-air market with amaaazing food and produce stands.
If you love jamón, Spain is the place for you!
We had an Aperol Spritz which was divine! I love these so much.
Empanada and langostino wrapped in fried potato
Tapas -jamon & Brie and foie gras with mango
After more exploring and a little napping, we went to a sherry bar called La Venencia and had the best experience. It’s this old sherry bar, packed with locals sipping tiny glasses of sherry whilst munching on tapas. Orders are written on a chalkboard and photographs are frowned upon. I snuck one because I just had to. We sampled several different sherries and had the best fresh green olives. I can’t remember the name of the charcuterie but it was delicious as well.
Dinner was at Ramen Kagura, though we didn’t have any ramen. I think we were both feeling a little weighed down by this time. Haha.
Gyoza, fried chicken bao, fried mochi with ice cream.
It was all pretty tasty. I could eat a dozen fried chicken bao, no problem. By that time it was late and we had a long day, so back to the airbnb we went.
I want these pigs for my house. They’re wanderlust pigs.
Breakfast was at Toma Cafe. I loved this little coffee shop. We had coffee, tomato & olive oil toast with garlic + a bacon egg breakfast bagel. Tomato toast is a big thing over there, and something I’m going to be making this summer, for certain.
Then we spent most of the day in the most beautiful park. Parque del Buen Retiro.
After that there was a lot of ducking into pastry shops, cheese shops, jamon museums and wine stores. I had to try blue wine!
It was good! I don’t know, I’m not a wine connoisseur, you guys.
We went back to the market for lunch. We sampled sangria and a mojita to go along with our tapas.
For some reason I didn’t get any pictures except this lone bowl of seafood paella. Could’ve been the sangria. 🙂
Dessert was at Mad Waffle! This was my first time trying a bubble waffle and I thought it was delicious. I picked the “Unicornio” because I thought it sounded the craziest and most photogenic. It was cotton candy ice cream with blue caramel, gum drops and marshmallows. Now that I think about it, that sounds terrible.
We headed back to the apartment for a siesta and probably more shopping.
Dinner was at Las Chicas los Chicos y los Maniquis.
How can I describe it… it’s like a funky punk rock 80’s Spanish restaurant.
This was some sort of fake olive they made. “Gordal olives spherifcation”
Anchovies marinated in “chalaca” and basil caviar
Guacamole with shrimp and tortilla chips
Patatas Massiel: potatoes with light alioli
Iberian ham croquette
Calamari sandwich with kimchi mayonnaise and pickles
Veal sirloin with perigueux sauce and glazed spring onions
Panna cotta with honey and pecans and chocolate truffles
It was at this point when I discovered I didn’t have my wallet. We searched the restaurant, went back to Mad Waffle and inquired, went back to the apartment and looked and weren’t able to find it. I’m not sure if I was pickpocketed or if my wallet slipped out of my purse. Saying I was pickpocketed makes for a better story so let’s say that. Anyway, I lost my wallet two days into the trip. I spent a good hour crying and canceling credit cards. Luckily, I still had my passport, some euros left, and an incredibly sweet helpful boyfriend.
We tried to make the most of the night and went to a blues bar to live it up. We also went to our first discotheque which was fun and weird and I’m pretty sure we busted out some dance moves. So that’s part one of the trip! Next stop is Barcelona…..
So questions for you: Have you had blue wine? Have you ever been pickpocketed? Have you been to a discotheque?