Simplicity is genius

as a course facilitator once remarked during a particularly confusing presentation. It turned out that he was right. The trouble came in trying to convince my colleagues of the same.

Now, as i sit in a sitting room overlooking the town of Pontevedra in Galicia i am pondering the food that I have been privileged to eat since Friday afternoon. So far I have only had Tapas in the town. The most complex meals have been cooked by my host. Well, if you can call curry complex. The Galiceans clearly do if the lack of curry houses around here is anything to go by.

The tapas has so far focussed on the fruits of the sea, mainly octopus and calamari. I have had the battered mini octopus and the larger version. When something is battered here it is seasoned with a little salt and pepper and then lemon juice is squeezed over the top. That is it. There isn´t the need (or want!) to do anything more with it. Simple cooking at its finest. If Jamie Oliver has taught us anything in the last ten years from his TV shows, it is that the quality of the ingredients (source etc) really does matter. Indeed, this is especially pertinent given that last summer (or perhaps the summer before) we were dealing with the horse meat scandal in the UK. Hopefully food is in a far more stable condition now.

I have just finished reading ´Life´by Keith Richards. In it, in the final chapter he gives his recipe for Bangers n Mash. The first process is ´find a butcher who makes his sausages fresh.´Again, regardless of the flavour, he focusses on the need to know the origin of the sausages and ensure that they are fresh. I was tasting calamari on my first night, it was about 8.45pm and I lapped it up. My host remarked ´no, this isn´t as fresh as it could be...we should have been here at 8.15.´

We ordered chorizo this lunchtime. It arrived, cooked in the creole style which for the people round here meant less pimenton and more chilli...basically. Again, very simple way of cooking food.

Tonight is the last evening of the fiesta season (if I have got that wrong then please let me know.) and will be marked with lots of fireworks going off around midnight, probably announcing to the town that it is now party time (!). There were fireworks on Friday evening, marking the end of the Feast of the Assumption. It has been nice to catch some of the events of the fiesta, even if this is the end and I have only just arrived in town. However I did spot a colleague of mine from Leeds in the street this afternoon. He was on a road trip of Spain and was in Pontevedra for one night only. The luck! Last night we had a walk around the stalls. Think Ilson fair but 4 times bigger, warmer and friendlier. There was a stall doing A4 framed sheets with your name on and all the nice things that it represents. I´ve had ones in the past ranging from ´born leader´to ´family man.´ But you never see the negative aspects of a name. ´Jack: utter bastard, serial adulterer, trust at your peril.´If you have anything else to add then let me know. I would be more than happy to return the favour.