Girona

Our first foray into Espana. I love Spain and wanted to show Brooke all the places I had been recently, plus hit several more. Being able to kludge my way through the language and with Brooke picking up a surprising amount in our time in Mexico, we felt in more familiar territory. We could ditch all translation
books and dig in a bit more. Girona is a nice enough little town with a great little medievel quarter. A church sits high up on a hill and it is so clean it looks like it was built just the other day.

Not that we were tired of Italian food, but we were excited to eat some different things. Apparently all the Italian food followed us here because there were a lot of pizza and gelato places around. Our first meal was a Jamon Iberico (acorn fed pig, props to Mr. Hicks for recommending we eat the Iberico) `hamburger` with grilled onions and Brooke had a cured Jamon Iberico, goat cheese and pimento
sandwich. Not a bad start. We had our first tapas later that night. Some little chorizos, patatas bravas and mushrooms in olive oil and garlic. Now these patatas bravas were some of the best I have ever eaten. This dish can range all over the map
from the sauce being ketchup and mayo to this. The brava sauce came on the side for dipping and was a homemade tomato sauce that tasted like a homemade marinara with a splash of homemade BBQ sauce and a splash of heat. It was outstanding.