just a little Catalunya

It isn’t too often when your Spanish or rather Catalan friend’s mother comes to town and says come over for lunch in fact this is a first for both her and me.  It still blows my mind that a prolonged decision in getting a tattoo resulted in bringing a handful of people together for an opportunity to share hometowns and a friendship.  Hard to believe it has been two years since our trip to Spain!  For all of you who are huge seafood fans, be prepared to be enormously jealous.

I was pleased to snap a few pictures of the wonderful spread our friends had prepared and catch up on their California road-trip.  I have to say, I was definitely eyeing what seemed to be a salmon carpaccio presented on the table (a recipe that will be in posts to come).

the boys

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Did you see it?  The huge inviting pan at the edge of the table?  Here, take a closer look:

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I can’t tell you how to make it; I’m sorry.  I don’t know the first thing of how to start and frankly I don’t want to learn in hope of this woman having a return visit and inviting me back!  Why not leave it up to the professional?  However, I do want to make sure you know how awesome it is: thin yet firm noodles cooked in a seafood broth jeweled with fresh muscles, shrimp, and squid.  Between that and the lemony season salmon carpaccio, I was drunk on seawater.

Muchas gracias!

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