An Authentic Evening in Valencia

Before speaking of our evening I would just like to start off by saying, that apparently my childhood experience being scared by a turtle in the ocean didn't quite happen the way my ten year old self remembers it happening. Needless to say I way still terrified and it has still stayed with me even to my honey moon(you can ask Luke) and that was the point of the story. :D

This evening we decided that we would go full out on a Spanish dish. Paella. Rice mixed with a sauce and your choice of meat really. Well we chose a seafood dish. I am not in any way shape or form a fan of eating anything that can stare back at me. Even something like calamari I stopped eating the first I ever saw that they served it with tentacle... Insert me running to the bathroom puking. Well tonight when our massive amount of paella was served in this mound of a wok, it had as Luke calls crawdads, or cray fish, and shrimp. Which I have learned are different. The ones with claws are the cray fish and the ones without are prawns, shrimp. Apparently, according to Luke I didn't watch the whole puppet sho, or I would have learned this sooner. Anyways, complete with eyes and tentacles, shells and all. 

 

Clams I have zero problem with. Normal shrimp with the itty bitty tail zero issue. THIS! Uhhh yea no thanks. Luke being the manly man he is took charge and got my meat out for me. Now I haven't eaten calamari since I puked after seeing it fully cooked with tentacles many many years ago, forgetting this Luke innocently asked me if I thought it was squid. BLEH. Seeing the look on my face he quickly changed his question and started to talk about the clams he knew I was okay with. That is until I was nearly finished and he decided it was time to have fun.

 

Before eating, this is me putting on a brave face for the picture sake of the meal. Large portion as you can see, and we very easily demolished it. We learned that in Valencia the proper way to eat Paella, is that you take your spoon and eat out of the main dish. The people sitting behind us, that were actually Spanish, put the paella on their plate and the waiter came around and told them they were wrong as that isn't what they do here.

 

Then the puppet show began. This is my amazing super loving husband who I love so very much. This is him enjoying creeping me out with the he head of the fish on his finger as a puppet. He did this for all of a minute probably. The whole time I all I could think of was how disgusting it was and how I just ate the thing he has now shoved his finger up. 

Again we have fun in our lives, this was a time where it was more fun for Luke then myself. But look at the grin on his face, how do you say no to a face like that? He is SO excited about this.

From here we chatted for a long while at the restaurant till we decided it was time to head back. On our way home we stumbled past a gelato place where we figured we needed to stop. Luke got a donut flavour, that he was diasspointed in, even though he got a hunk of donut in it, and I got baileys; which you can really never go wrong with, it was delicious.

Looking forward to the many more disgusting looking, yet delicious meals I get to share with this awesome stud. Might I say again how gross the picture looks, creepy things.

As my padre says, order what you want and eat what you get. We have experienced this many times already, but for this one I really had to eat what I got, trying to remember that I should lik =e what I am putting into my mouth.

And so the adventure continues...