Showing posts with label razor clams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label razor clams. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Barcelona--so nice, we went twice

Before "trainning" it (chugga-chugga-choo-choo) over to Italy, via Figueres, we hit up Barcelona again for a few more days.  Unlike the first go-around, we got to share it with Diane, Tony, AND Doralice, some of our favorite peeps from Sonoma County.  Are we lucky, or what?!  I'd say 'blessed' but then Tressa would strangle me upon my return.  But first...

Wait...is he mocking gingers?  I think he is.
These are razor clams at Pulperia a Gudina that made Roy do this:


...cry like a little baby girl.
Doralice & Ginger

Tony, Ginger, Diane & The Professor

Somebody got to do a little sunbathing to work on her collection of freckles.

Rooftop view of Barcelona (thank you, Tiana!)

Bottom line, when you go to Barcelona, go to Pulperia a Gudina and order the razor clams, go to La Sagrada Familia right before it closes (thanks to Doug-the-triangulator-Provisor for that one), and meet up with Doralice, Tony, and Diane--whenever possible.


Saturday, September 7, 2013

Copenhagen

Every country we visit becomes our new favorite and this week's favorite is Denmark.  The Professor gave a presentation at a business college, just outside of Denmark, and I took the opportunity to go for a walk, sneak in a little shopping, write a few post cards, and eat something that he wouldn't approve of.

The presentation

This is what a perfect day looks like in Copenhagen.

Okay, listen up you hipster foodies, you.  This is Fiskebar.  If you find yourself in Copenhagen and want to have a bomb-diggity dinner--this is the place.  It's one of those restaurants that's so obscure, we couldn't find it.  We drove around and around in a fish processing facility/meat packing plant sure that our GPS was misleading us and directing us instead to the bottom of a lake.  But that wasn't so.  We found it eventually when someone told us, "it's the place without the sign in the window."  Ponder that.


The fish processing plant 

So you could imagine how surprised I was when the kitchen started turning out plates like this one, The Brill.  Raw, marinated Rome shrimps, seaweed, green tomatoes and nasturtiums, aoili on fish skins, and garlic.


Here are the Razor Clams from Scotland with malt bread, fennel, and hazelnuts.