Ourense, Galicia

You can probably tell that I love Spain. And Spaniards. But the more time I spend here the more confused I become. 

Street art warns of what’s to come

The Spaniards violate all the rules I’ve learned for heathy living — they eat too much, drink too much and smoke too much. They stay up too late, drink too many espressos con azúcar and they don’t drink enough water. Exercise? Forget it. And then there’s all those baskets and baskets of bread (ack! gluten!).
Oh Galicia with your muy bueno tapas – you have tried to take us down

But everywhere I look I see old Spaniards, often really old Spaniards. So what is their secret?

Hey, those aren’t old Spaniards! It’s our muy bueno amigos, Tim & Amy!
I have eaten my weight in pulpo á feria and it’s still not enough
A pulpo feeding frenzy may have occurred

We went looking for answers to this very important question. Perhaps it’s their local wines, so delicious. Or their local jamón y chorizos? (Muy fantástico — add them to everything you cook).

Thanks to Amy and her research, we toured some small biodynamic wineries in the area and met their winemakers (aka visionaries), visited more Galician cities and looked into the eyes of the old Galician soul (or maybe just had another glass of Albariño).

The wine-making brothers test their wine and the home-smoked chorizos y jamón

Pontevedra. I’d stay in this town a couple days if I could. Their old town is closed to vehicles — ie no roundabouts!
Exploring the crazy steep little vineyard
The little fishing village of Combarro
Speaking of fishing, look what Nelson & Tim did! On the Rio Traba
And look what Amy & I did instead…On the tapas trail…
It’s here! I finally found the answer — forget the bottle, go straight to the tank

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