Posada de la Villa, Madrid

Cava Baja Street in Madrid was mentioned earlier on this blog, and it will be be mentioned again. This time, let’s visit a restaurant that began as a mill and then a posada way back in 1642 at its present location. This would be the Posada de la Villa. During previous trips I passed by the restaurant but couldn’t work in a meal. Since it is well-known I thought it deserved a try and this trip I made it a point to get there. It was a fine meal, with very good service and wine. My wife started with the snails and they came in the shell in a bowl, which was different from what she’s used to. See…

Snails aren’t my thing, but she reports that they were tasty, and as stated, different from the usual. I stuck to a plate of grilled vegetables as an appetizer. They were well done as you see in the next photo.

Vegetables are part of any good meal, including breakfast, so I try not to miss them. Moving on to the main course, my wife ordered the sea bass, which came more or less whole.

That’s plenty of fish for any appetite. I went with a giant pork chop that was served on the hot stone to finish cooking to my liking. It worked out perfectly.

We especially enjoyed the hospitality at this place. At the end of our meal I noticed another couple speaking English just a few tables away. Turns out they were from North Carolina and I invited them to share dessert with us. They agreed and we enjoyed some laughs for the forty-five minutes or so. That’s another of the joys of travel, meeting new people and sharing the experience. On the way out, I snapped this photo of the oven, still in use after all these years.

That’s the way to do it. The only problem with a place like Cava Baja in Madrid is that there are literally a couple of dozen places to have a great meal and you’re only there for a few days. The solution: go back!

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Casa Rural Mas Fontanelles

Only a kilometer or two from the town of Biar, Spain, in the Alicante region, you’ll find Casa Rural Mas Fontanelles. Imagine a large farmhouse complex converted to a bed and breakfast type of lodging. You can even enjoy your own little casita such as the one shown below.

Let’s call this a small hotel because it has its own swimming pool and gardens, which is more than I would expect from a bed and breakfast. We stayed in an average room that was cozy as shown in the next photo.

We happened to be the only people staying there on a Monday night. In other words we had the place to ourselves. It’s a shame I didn’t have bigger plans; I could have invited another twenty people for a nice time. No matter, the bathroom was also well appointed, too. Check it out.

Perhaps the nicest feature of the room was the little private balcony. I couldn’t resist taking a long break out there.

There are cushions for those chairs; so don’t worry. There was a comfortable common room just outside our door, a place suitable for reading, relaxing with a drink, or a quiet chat with friends.

A similar room can be found on the ground level, complete with its own wood-fired stove for chilly evenings.

You can take your meals in the dining room. We opted for supper and breakfast, which was prepared by the owner himself, a fun experience I will post about separately. I almost forgot about the view, which from our room looked like this:

Timeless, isn’t it? Mas Fontanelles is a little bit of a work in progress. There are some finishing touches being added to the outdoor spaces. However, I wouldn’t let this bother you. If you’re looking for a place to stay that offers plenty of creature comforts and none of the in-town hassles, give Mas Fontanelles a try.

Chinchilla de Montearagón, Spain

On the way from Alaracón to Biar, Spain, I plotted to check out the castle at Chinchilla de Montearagón. It’s a big old pile of rocks atop a hill like many castles. Just the kind I like. I exited the highway, climbed a one-lane track with a number of switchbacks only to arrive at a chain link fence bearing a sign that the castle was closed for renovations. Well, I can’t complain. The thing was built in the 15th century and who knows what kind of maintenance was done since. Hence, I rolled into the town itself by going down the track then back up the other side. In order to enter the town, you need the key, and here it is:

Luckily for me, the town fathers already had the gate open as you can see here.

I parked before entering the town, walked through the passageway you see above, and popped out on the other side that looks like this.

Couple of cannons there add to the effect that you’re in an old place. The gents hanging out there will be happy to relate a few stories if you’re interested. I got to wandering around, a bad habit but one that leads me to interesting things. Consider these painted beams from the local church.

And another example:

About six hundred years old they are. In good condition, too. There are quite a few palacios worth a look as you wind through the streets of Chinchilla, such as this one:

Note the pitch of that street. You’ll need good shoes and plenty of energy to hike around the towns of Spain. It’s okay because you work up a good appetite and can eat as you please. Here’s another one of those palacios.

The lesson for this day was that even if your primary travel objective is out of reach, you can still find plenty to see and do. Don’t be dissuaded by a ‘closed’ sign or a temporary inconvenience. Take a look around, plot a new course, and get on with it. It’s the journey, not the destination.

Trujillo Streets, Spain

Trujillo was one of my favorite stops during my recent visit to Spain. It has all the key elements: a castle, plaza mayor, medieval churches, and great food. As mentioned before, I like to roam through these old towns, just amble along, take in the sights, snap a few photos and make a few videos. Naturally food and beverages are involved, but I’ll get to those in another post. For now, here’s a video of the stroll:

Lots of blind alleys, corner doorways, and even a cat. Like I said above, all the key elements. That cat looks a lot like my cat, too. Maybe they’re distant cousins. In future posts, I’ll be covering the places where I stayed and dined. Both were fantastic. Then again, most all of them were in Spain. That’s why I keep going back.

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