Tripe, anyone?

Tripe, black pudding and octopus…just a few of the weird and wonderful things I have eaten over the past four days. Of course, when you use their Spanish names you can forget the slightly off-putting origin of these foods, for example, ‘callos’ sounds a lot nicer than cow intestine, doesn’t it? Anyway, for me theseContinue reading “Tripe, anyone?”