Wednesday, 10 October 2012

Spanish girls in the kitchen

Lots of people assume that because I am Spanish I am a good cook... I am not sure where this comes from. Maybe because of the food markets that you can see everyday in spanish towns or because there are good restaurants and tapas bars everywhere in Spain (specially in the Vasc Country where most of the surfers go). But this should be a 'red flag'  on itself... look at how many spanish are in these bars eating everyday!... probably because spanish girls are not that good at cooking. Of course that it is part of the culture too, and bars are full of spanish that are catching up with friends. But there are other reasons too... most of us have grown up with 'help' in the house. That is a person  that comes to 'help' cleaning and cooking everyday... and spanish houses have a kitchen that it is 'away' from the living area (let's say that there is no 'open living') so meals are prepared out of sight for most of us as we grow up. I personally never had any interest in learning either, and this doesn't help but I have to say that although we always had 'help' in the house, my mum can cook really well.
I describe my cooking style as 'survival cooking' because I am not going to starve, but I don't have a 'signature dish' to impress anyone. If you want to eat paella in my house...make sure that Brocky is around to make it (he learnt from my mum...)
You may argue that not all the spanish girls are as bad in the kitchen as I am... I can only say: Maybe.
For example, the other day I went to a spanish friend's place for lunch, Elisa, she was cooking pizzas and I was bringing desert. Normally I would stop at a good bakery on the way to buy something but all the suddently  I wanted to impress...so I baked something; my third attempt at baking in the past ten years! I took a photo to show that sometimes when the planets are aligned the right way, I can bake.


There were four of them...but I didn't think to take a picture until I had eaten one and it tasted nice! the name of it according to my baking book is: 'Pear, chocolate and almond galette'.
What happened next made me feel very good and proud about my cooking. I arrived to Elisa's gave her the desert and with my best 'voice' I instructed: ...just need to be 5 minutes in the oven to warm up a bit and melt the chocolate. Handed over the plate and sat on the table outside like a good guest.
That's a photo of Elisa's interpretation of the 'warm up a bit'...it must be the Spanish blood in her!




4 comments:

  1. Que tal Ana!
    Pues mira, viendo esa última foto me estaba acordando de una profe de ingles que tuvimos en la escuela el año pasado, creo que era de Texas. El primer dia nos puso un powerpoint con cosas tipicas de alli, una de las imagenes era de una barbacoa, aquello era algo realmente carbonizado, ya no voy a entrar en lo perjudicial que resulta comer asi los alimentos, pero bueno.
    Yo estoy seguro que te defiendes bien, me gusta eso de "survival cooking"...jeje Nuestro hijo Alex -23 años- es muy bueno en la cocina, ahora hace un par de años que se ha vuelto vegetariano. En resumidas cuentas, a veces es mas importante la gente que tienes alrededor de tu mesa que el hecho en si de la comida, lo que importa es la compañia.
    Bueno Ana, la proxima vez intentare escribir en ingles...jeje
    Un saludo!

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    1. Hola Fran, pues un poco exagerada sí que lo soy...pero es que aquí la gente cocina muchas cosas que yo no tengo ni idea (mucha cocina asiática y en general de todo el mundo porque hay una influencia multicultural muy fuerte)y como que yo hago comidas muy normales pues parece que es que no se cocinar... por darte un ejemplo cuando pongo aceite y vinagre en la ensalada les parece que es que no se hacer ninguna ´salsa de ensalada´...y en parte es verdad pero es que a mi el aceite y vinagre ya me gusta!
      Por cierto lo de carbonizar la carne tienes razón, aquí se pasan! mi marido cuando me conoció me dijo que era la primera vez que conocía a una chica que se comía la carne cruda...ja,ja pero ahora ya le gusta así un poco pasada por la plancha.
      Hasta pronto!

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  2. Ah!, al menos parece que ya vamos superando aquello de que todos eramos toreros...jeje

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    1. Uy! pues yo no ayudo al estereotipo porque mi tio era torero (ahora es empresario taurino)y cuando vino mi marido a conocer a mi familia se quedó con la idea de que hay un torero en cada família...jajaja

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