Once I heard a Portuguese intellectual claiming that it is easier to witness the most deeply-root culture of certain region precisely far away from that region! This statement is obviously arguable but I do not think that by saying this he was totally wrong. For example, the first 'flamenco' performance I attended to happened in Leiden, a little town of Holland more than 2000 km further away from the flamenco birthplace in South Spain! After many years in Spain I never saw a 'flamenco' concert!
In his speech the Portuguese gentlemen also included 'gastronomy' as part of that culture. Well, 'said and done' a group of 50 people had the privilege to taste a pure authentic and traditional 'paella valenciana' in the backyard of a brit house lost in the landscape of Reading, a town stuck between big brother London and historic Oxford.
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| The 'chicken' beginning... |
I was happy to see the multi-purpose of this evening: a great paella tasting evening, a lesson about what a paella is (forget about fish, chorizo and other paella crimes), a wonderful bath of friends at difficult times, rich and emotional chats, the feeling that good friends were around... A pleasure!
To be continued...
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| Safety measures are always important! |
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| Wow, that starts to smell good...! |
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| Of course, accompanied by an authentic tortilla española |
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| The sangría perfecta made by our sangria officer! |
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| Part of the organizing team |
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| Getting better and better, with batxocó and garrofó |
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| Boiling as in mother Valencia |
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| Mmmhh, the rice doesn't seem to good for this... |
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| The party goes on! |
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| Some rain and cold to remember where we are :-) |
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