Years ago, on a family trip to Spain, we discovered Tapas Bars. where you could get small plates (saucer-size) of great tasting food. We frequented Tapas Bars often because it was easy way to try out new foods. And, trust me, this happened often (by accident) since our grasp of the Spanish language was so poor.
Etched in my brain is one time when we were sitting at the “bar” and ordering Tapas one plate at a time. And, then it arrived – a plate of silver-dollar-sized black octopus in a thick black liquid (called ink). We looked at each other with grimaces. No one wanted to be the first to try. Then, my husband quickly put one of the tiny octopus legs in his mouth and started shaking and squealing and flinging the octopus as if the octopus was fighting to get away. My then young daughter joined into the ruckus. We were laughing so hard when the cell phone rang. It was my husband’s administrative assistant back in the states.
She asked what we were up to and my husband answered that we were all having fun eating octopus at this Tapas Bar. Well, she quickly got off the phone. We found out later that she thought he had taken us all to a “Topless” Bar. LOL!
Hope you had plenty of laughs yourself this past week!