For the complete story on eating in the Basque region of Spain from the Summer issue of Caviar Affair, see the article written by Ruth and Rich Carlson just below.
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FEASTING ON TRADITION by Ruth & Rich Carlson
Laughing and flipping their luxurious dark hair in the universal flirting sign, a dozen young slim women dressed in v-neck blouses, bias cut skirts and stiletto heels saunter into the dining room at 10 p.m., dinner hour in Spain. After accepting a glass of cava, they sit down at long tables groaning with a variety of tapas. “The best way to eat the prawns is with your hands,” Ana said as she proceeded to bite off the shrimp head and suck out the insides.
It’s a typical start to a meal at an exclusive eating club, dedicated to the appreciation and art of food, in the ancient Basque region of Spain. Created by fisherman in the 1800s, the traditional gastronomic societies are male-only, which means the men do the shopping, cooking, and serving. The women just eat—and eat very well.
To visit a gastronomy society, you must be a member. “ It’s very difficult to join, “ says Angel Quiroga. “You have to know someone and be invited to join.“
In San Sebastian, the capital of the Spanish Basque region, every neighborhood has its own eating club. Americans can only see the insides of this ancient tradition by booking a visit through Tenedor Tours, a company founded by former New Yorker Gabriella Ranelli De Aguirre. “By the time most people have reached the Basque region, they’ve been to a lot of other places and they’re looking for something special. This is a little behind the scenes which is what we try to do. Our tours strip away the barriers between the tourist and the experience so foreigners can feel like they’re a part of the scene.”
It helps that Gabriella is married to a local. She’s lived in San Sebastian since 1989, when she traveled to the region to teach English and fell in love with both the culture and one of her students, a Basque native. “Our tours of the gastronomic societies let you mingle with the locals and eat great cuisine at the same time. A lot of the members are older fellows who have been to the States and they love to practice their English. The members are likely to break into song and are terribly gallant with the female guests."
Despite the exclusivity, the members do all the work. The men visit the farmer's market to choose the best daily offerings. The choicest mussels, quail, squid, wild mushrooms, asparagus, venison, chorizo, and ham are snapped up by Angel and his friends.
Members prepare their dishes side by side, sharing cooking tips and recipes. Each Gastronomic Society has an industrial kitchen stocked with dry goods and the local Rioja wine.
Meanwhile, their women are bar-hopping, nibbling on pintxos (pronounced PINCH-ohs), tapas-like appetizers—wild mushroom tortilla, and squid in black ink sauce. "You start out with five friends at a bar,” Angel says. They eat the hors d'oeuvres standing up, drink beer or txakoli—a young, white, slightly bubbly wine—then throw their napkins and toothpicks on the floor.
“I always encourage people; to go to pintxos-- they can’t miss,” Gabriella says. The Michelin restaurants are incredible but it says a lot about the people that these tiny appetizers are so elaborate.”
When the women finally rejoin their men at the club, they spend hours sampling each dish and hoping their partner’s culinary contribution matches up to their peers. Despite our cultural differences, one thing remains stable; the male ego must be fed.
When the traditional Basque cake, white with a raspberry jam center, is served with the anise-flavored liqueur Patxaran, the card games begin.
Now that you’ve had a taste of the real Spain, go horseback riding through the vineyards or skydiving. “Spain is a little bit of the unknown-people seem to think its flamenco dancing with a rose in the teeth. That’s still there, but there is fabulous luxury in Spain and a lot of it’s new and doesn’t get into guidebooks.” Says Gabriella.
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Pivotal Magazine Spring 2007
The Art of Eating in Spain
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Pivotal Magazine Spring 2007 The Art of Eating in Spain By: Ruth Carlson
The bartender laughed at my efforts to stab the mussel with a fork. He grabbed a shell in one of his beefy hands, scooped up the garlicky sauce and poured it in his mouth. Then he indicated with a nod of his head that I should do the same. I bravely dug in and slurped one down and despite juice dribbling down my chin, the taste of the tender flavorful mussel was worth my embarrassment. The smile on my face was enough to encourage my new Spanish friend Ana to show me how to eat prawns. Normally I love shrimp but with the eyes and antenna bugging out at me they were a little forbidding. “The head has the best meat,” she explained as she nonchalantly broke the shrimp in two and sucked out the insides.
It was just another lesson in eating Spanish style. My husband Rich and I were engaged in the time honored tradition of sampling pintxos (pronounced pinch-ohs) in San Sebastian, Spain. Pintxos are the Basque form of tapas, appetizers served in bars.
No one knows where the Basque people originated, but they have managed to hold onto their traditions, sports, and language despite being surrounded by France on one side and Spain on the other. They are a country within a country, albeit an unofficial nation. San Sebastian is the capitol of the Spanish Basque region, which is much larger than the French side, and a great place to headquarters yourself during your journey. For details on where to stay and what do visit the official Spanish tourism board website: www.spain.info.
Pintxos stared out as bites of food on pieces of bread but today they are indistinguishable from tapas. Our tour guide, Angel Quiroga, gave us a brief lesson in the art of eating pintxos. First, dress nicer than you would at home. Each evening the women of Spain put on high heels and dresses with revealing décolletage, even if they are just going to the neighborhood bar.
Begin your evening with a group of friends and decide which one will be the “banker.” When you enter a bar, the counter will be crowded with plates of bite-sized morsels of fish and cheese and meat. You can take one of these tidbits or order from a menu. If you decide to take food from the bar, ask for a small plate and keep a tally of how many pintxos you eat. When you’re done, everyone pays his or her share and the “banker” gives the money to the bartender. The Spanish believe in the honor system. After one or at the most two pintxos, move on to the next spot. “You start out with five friends going to a bar, and by the time you go to the last bar you are with 20 people, picking up folks in each place,” laughed Angel.
The bars are usually small, narrow spaces and you’re expected to eat your hors d'oeuvres standing up and throw your napkins and toothpicks on the floor! When we saw the sanitation workers in brightly colored green uniforms in an alleyway that evening, Ana told us the garbage was picked up every night of the week! With each pintxos you choose a small glass of beer or wine, which is included in the price. I recommend a traditional Basque drink. Start with the local cider that the bartender pours using a special spout. He holds it at least four feet away from your glass in order to aerate the liquid. Be sure and drink it fast before it goes flat and loses its refreshing fizz. It goes well with the wild mushroom egg dish.
At the next bar, order the squid in black ink sauce and the txakoli, (chakoLEE), a young, white, slightly bubbly wine, with a tart bite. Cava, the Spanish form of champagne, can accompany your tiny ham sandwich. Rioja wine can stand up to chorizo and Idiazábal cheese, made from sheep's milk, and only available in the Basque Country. Top off your evening with the anise flavored liqueur called Patxaran and a piece of the white Basque cake with a raspberry jam center.
There are intense competitions as to which bar have the best pintxos and awards for first place are proudly displayed next to the dishes. Plan on spending about 30 euros a night per person.
Angel and his buddies often debate which spot has the best pintxos when they gather at their “gastronomic society.” This ancient Basque tradition sounds at first mention like a feminist nightmare. Women are not allowed except on weekends. But then you hear the good part—women can’t cook and they can’t clean up, they can only eat. If we could enlighten U.S. men to this tradition it might save many marriages!
I was there on a weeknight and Angel couldn’t sneak me in to a gastronomic society but he at least shared the inner workings. The men go shopping during the day to farmer’s market and bring their finds to the club that evening, which has an industrial kitchen stocked with dry goods and wine. The members prepare their dishes side by side, learning a tip on how to prepare a new dish. While the men are cooking, the women are eating pintxos. When dinner is ready the women go to the club and the men serve them. At the end of the evening everyone tallies how much wine they drank and how much they spent on ingredients and one person collects the money and leaves it for the staff person who comes by to collect on Monday. After dinner everyone pays cards and a maid is paid to clean up the kitchen. Every neighborhood has a gastronomic society with some more prestigious than others and thus more difficult to join. In any case, you have to be invited to join a club.
While gastronomic societies are a throwback to Basque beginnings, wineries are trying to adapt the modern methods of the Napa Valley. Called bodegas in Spain, wineries have recently realized the potential of tourism. Amaya Esteban with the YSIOS winery, in La Guardia said “Not long ago if you knocked on the door of a winery they wouldn’t let you in. Now everyone is interested in attracting tourists. Our oenologist came back from Napa with lots of new ideas and we had to tell him to slow down!”
Famed Spanish architect Santiago Calatrava designed Ysios, which resembles a cave. The winery is named for the Egyptian goddess, Isis, who watched over the process of transforming grapes into wine. “The wine is like the building, modern,” said Amaya. “You have to open you mind to try a modern wine.” Ysios will be greeting more visitors after February 2007 with the opening of the nearby Hotel Marqués De Riscal. Designed by Frank O. Gehry, the Hotel has titanium streamers painted pink, silver and gold to symbolize the wines of the Rioja region. Gehry also designed the Guggenheim Museum in Bilbao, which transformed that dying industrial city into a tourist Mecca. “There was a before the Guggenheim and an after,” said Daniel Garcia, owner and chef of Zortziko in Bilbao, which just received a Michelin star. LaGuardia residents are hoping the Gehry hotel will put them on the map.
Whether you prefer fine dining or appetizers, you are guaranteed to eat well in the Basque region of Spain. More importantly you’ll make new friends. The food is delicious but for me the best part of eating in Spain is the communal feeling. Food is not seen as just a way to get fuel for your body, it’s viewed as nourishment for your soul. Maybe nurturing man’s appetite for social connections is why the Basque culture has survived to this day.
Food from the Basque region of Spain
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Guggenheim Museum Bilbao, SPAIN
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