Karen Wright: Tapas or not tapas, that is the question
Of course, I would love to be away even longer but work commitments are calling to me and I know I must return home and get stuck in and get organised for a very busy February.
Back to the here and now though.
I am sitting in our hotel room in Benidorm as I write this column.
We have just returned from a full day trip up into the mountains to a wonderful village called Guadalest.
It is hard to believe that the hustle and bustle of Benidorm is just a half hour’s drive away from this haven of peace and beauty.
I also, finally, managed to order a few plates of tapas for lunch.
I ordered the ubiquitous patatas bravas plus a portion of Russian salad, a slice of tortilla, a few meatballs and of course a plate of chips!
To stay totally in the groove I chose sangria to wash it all down with - sitting in the sunshine with a lovely view, it was just marvellous.
On the return journey to our hotel we called in at a roadside shop that caught my eye.
Oh my, I was in my element.
The shop was rammed with wonderful local ingredients and also some fabulous ceramics.
I couldn’t resist spending a few euros and bought some colourful tapas dishes, some massive oranges and some paella spices.
I can hardly wait to get home to Wakefield and recreate my tapas lunch using my new dishes to serve it on.
Also, I bought the spices so I need to cook paella too.
Watch out for next week’s column – it’s just going to have to be Spanish themed!