We are recently back from Spain after shooting a bunch of apartments and some lifestyle stuff. Had a great time following Rick Stein’s advice and spent some time in Seville. In a nut shell, Seville rocks: winding cobbled streets full of people talking over food. The socializing seems to be the focus in this truly beautiful town – the food is almost incidental. That said, we ate like pigs.
It was Easter Sunday, and on the way into Seville we stopped at a road side truck stop cafe to give the boys their second Easter Egg hunt of the day in the sunny beer garden. After seeing the perfectly weathered red linoleum table we were sat at for our coffee, I was inspired to order ham (ham, more ham!), this time to to photograph – it was the perfect table to photograph the rich red ham on. The delicious nutty fat-on-meat-on-bread made good tucker too!
After squeezing the car into town and eventually finding our apartment in the labyrinth of cobbled streets and myriad of ancient alleyways, we went off for a proper stroll. After a few hours of battling the pusher through the Easter Crowd (Spain really does do Easter with spirit!) we escaped the crowds and blazing sunshine with a bolt across the river – and into the coolness of a busy tavern. Our three year old slept in the pusher and we ate with pictures of bull fighters and saints falling off of the walls. The fare was so simple and so tasty, and the beer was completely welcome.
If you get the chance to go to Seville, go! – stay! – and eat well!
One Response to "We Ate Like Pigs"
What a lovely and exotic Easter to enjoy with your family. So close for you but so far from Melbourne. I can’t wait to see more of your food and tickle my travel bug. Dreaming of Jamon!