New Year's Eve. Spanish Style. Unlike here in the US, New Year's Eve (or La Noche Vieja as they call it. The Old Night) is much more family oriented. Everyone gets together for a giant Thanksgiving-like feast with their families and celebrates at midnight. Then, around 1/1:30 am, everyone meets up with their friends and parties. The parties last until... I kid you not... 9 or 10 am. I do not exaggerate. The streets were dead at 7am when I decided I couldn't handle anymore and went to sleep. It was silent (odd for central Madrid). At around 9/10am the streets filled with drunk people heading home to their houses or to get churros and hot chocolate with friends.
This was delicious goat. I really think it tastes very similar to lamb actually. It was delicious. Too bad I ate so many awesome appetizers, that by the time the goat made it onto the table, I was stuffed!
In Spain, when the clock strikes midnight on New Year's Eve, everyone eats one grape for every chime of the clock (which they watch on TV much like we watch the ball drop in New York). The goal is to be able to eat all 12 grapes without missing a beat/chime. This sounds easy, right? Wrong. These grapes are HUGE and have seeds. I was a sticky mess afterward and only made it to 8.
New Year's Eve. Spanish Style. Unlike here in the US, New Year's Eve (or La Noche Vieja as they call it. The Old Night) is much more family oriented. Everyone gets together for a giant Thanksgiving-like feast with their families and celebrates at midnight. Then, around 1/1:30 am, everyone meets up with their friends and parties. The parties last until... I kid you not... 9 or 10 am. I do not exaggerate. The streets were dead at 7am when I decided I couldn't handle anymore and went to sleep. It was silent (odd for central Madrid). At around 9/10am the streets filled with drunk people heading home to their houses or to get churros and hot chocolate with friends.
This was delicious goat. I really think it tastes very similar to lamb actually. It was delicious. Too bad I ate so many awesome appetizers, that by the time the goat made it onto the table, I was stuffed!
In Spain, when the clock strikes midnight on New Year's Eve, everyone eats one grape for every chime of the clock (which they watch on TV much like we watch the ball drop in New York). The goal is to be able to eat all 12 grapes without missing a beat/chime. This sounds easy, right? Wrong. These grapes are HUGE and have seeds. I was a sticky mess afterward and only made it to 8.
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