Speaking of getting accustomed to things, I'm already used to having pan (bread) with every meal. It's so tasty! Not the pre-sliced soft stuff you buy for weekly in the States, but daily-made bread with a nice crunchy crust. I'm also getting semi-used to red meat. Not that I didn't eat red meat before, but here they actually serve it much redder than I am used to. That's because the Basques are hardcore! :P My family cooks my hamburgers more than their own, but it's still medium rare. Oh and everything served in this place is homemade fresh. One time my padre asked if I wanted fries, and so he sliced the potatoes to make fries. What a concept! And when there wasn't much oregano left to put on the spaghetti, he reappeared with a bundle of oregano from the patio and picked it off the little branches. In the words of mi amigo Gerard, "but our food has a disadvantage...WE DON'T HAVE AS MUCH FAT AND CALORIES AS YOU GUYS" Point taken. Viva la alimentación española!
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