Madrid Musings: The Flamenco Dancer

The place: Royal park, Madrid, Time: A cool evening in late October 2015.

During our recent family vacation at Madrid, Spain we spent an evening at the Royal Park at the end of a busy walking tour of the city. The weather was just perfect hovering around 150 Celcius with a nip in the air. The park was almost ready to wear her autumn colours! Being a later part of a week day, the usual tourist buses had come and gone leaving the sprawling park just for the locals and the late visitors like us.

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As we moved forward we saw the usual street performers here too like elsewhere in popular touristy cities, displaying whatever skills they were good at, to entertain and … to earn their daily bread; a magician, a guitarist, a craftsman, a soprano and a flamenco dancer.

We stopped by for a couple of minutes at each of them watching their performances, when we heard the foot-tapping and palm-clapping sounds of the Flamenco dancer. What we thought could be one of the usual street performances, turned out to be a lively, entertaining display of flamenco skill that one wouldn’t have expected from a street performer.

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A full fifteen minutes of highly energetic dance with her twinkle toes tapping the footboard in nimble yet graceful movements with her hands clapping at right times in tune with the music (by a guitarist by her side). The agility and grace of her movements – the lean legs displaying the footwork of a virtuoso while the slender arms swaying in the air in rhythm- were adorable. The expressions on her face were lightening; from casting a fiery stare to a romantic look, from assertive to vivacious – all in seconds!

I went on a clicking spree and tried to capture those moments as much as possible.

I am sure she must have been dancing for a good part of the day but I couldn’t see any signs of weariness either in her movements or in her countenance.

I am not a Flamenco expert or a critic but in my humble opinion, she deserved to be at a good theatre dancing to the well heeled; probably the lady luck has not (yet) smiled at her.

We really enjoyed a fabulous Flamenco performance in an autumn setting! We happily gave her a few Euros when we left. The evening was well worth it!

Madrid Musings:Mercado de San Miguel

Vibrant, colourful, exotic, noisy and a bit chaotic,…these words came to my mind when we entered Mercado de San Miguel food market, Madrid.

One of Madrid’s oldest, well-known and not-to-be-missed landmarks in Madrid, just a couple of hundred meters from Madrid Royal Palace, the San Miguel market has been a favourite rendezvous for Madrilenos (or Madridians or Madridans?) for a few centuries and until now.DSC_0507a

Once inside the large, beautifully carved iron and glass structure, rows of stalls welcome you with an indescribable concoction of strange flavours floating in the air. Benches and stools (yes) were crammed with locals and visitors while many more were hovering around trying to find a place to squeeze in and enjoy the exhilarating atmosphere.. Joining the happy-go-lucky crowd, we squeezed our way through to scan the culinary fare on show.DSC_9141a

An exotic variety of dishes were on display – from the most popular Spanish Paellas and Tapas to mouth-watering Calamari fries (neatly packed in designer cones), bizarre-looking Gulas on bread slices to spiky Sea Urchins(cooked and top open), from cooked bi-valve molluscs to steamed Octopus (in full and just the arms) …..indeed quite exotic!

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Gulas on bread

The quick-serve bars were doing brisk business serving a range of Spanish cocktails – the ubiquitous Sangria to colourful Mojitos and Bajitos and a range of Spanish and Port wines – to customers who just stood at the stall counter drinking and chatting unmindful of the world behind. A walking bar (yes!) – a tall Spanish guy was doing his rounds selling (yelling!) wine by the glass, served from his cleverly designed large tray that held a number of wines and glasses.

It was well over 2 pm and having done a half day walking tour of Madrid, we were hungry and the whole market atmosphere was so invigorating that we felt even hungrier!

I settled for plate of seafood Paella and a large glass of Sangria to wash it down. Though never tried to be adventurous with food, the sea-urchins somehow caught the fancy of my daughter and me and we decided to bet on it for 4 Euros. Mustering up my guts, I took a small scoop of the yellowish meat inside the shell and tasted….Far from getting repulsive, we actually started liking it and finished it in no time! It tasted like a dish made of mashed potato with a stash of ground fish.

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Bi Valve Mollusc

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The lunch was complete with another famous Spanish Churros dessert.

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Churros in chocolate sauce 

One thing that I observed during our stay in Madrid…. Madrilenos just love life…. 24X7.. From the cream-da-la crème to the commonalty, I could feel a jolly good bonhomie in every place- squares, restaurants, Al fresco dining places along the picture-postcard boulevards, bars you name it…. Mercado San Miguel is a typical example.