A silk purse would've been better

I finally heard from hubby who took a moment out of his busy eating schedule in Spain to write to me via Skype.  Much of this missive concentrated on his culinary experiences. There is always something new in that department, or more like some part of an animal that you never thought could be eaten.  He is a great fan of a good pig's trotter, so I shouldn't have been too surprised by his eating pig's snout pieces as an aperitif (not so bad, according to him).  He met his match the next day though, when the starter was sow's ears.  (He was assured by his hosts that they were cleaned beforehand, but can you be sure?) In his words "I will not rush to do that again!".  He got his reward later though, the main course was braised rabbit - always a winner in his opinion.

Lend me your ears!

This all took place in a hill-top town called Albalate del Arzobispo on Sunday for 'lunch' (15:30 - 17:30!!)  On the way back they passed through Belchite, a town that was razed during the Spanish civil war and which has been left untouched as a memorial.  Just to annoy me, hubby sent me these photographs from his playing with panoramic shots:

Albalate del Arzobispo

Belchite at dusk

Other that that not much to tell from Illawong. Still house hunting, still have not found anything suitable, still spending hours on the computer searching for something.

I have also started looking in all the cupboards and storage spaces, where we just stuffed things in when we arrived and now we have to deal with it especially if there is not much storage space in our future abode. Oh, the joy of moving house!  We are going to have some seriously hectic weeks ahead of us.