Our Mercado de Maravillas |
John buying mince for our dinner! |
Although many of the city's food markets (such as San Anton or San Miguel) are now tourist destinations and there is substantial competition from one stop discount supermarket chains (like dia/lidl and carrefour), Mercado de Maravillas is still worthwhile and surprisingly more economical.
Fresh fish salesman preparing someones tea. |
We are very spoilt to have recently found that we live just the throw of an apricot pit to our own traditional (non-touristy) market place (Mercado de Maravillas).
This hidden away gem is actually the largest market (half a kilometer around with over 260 stalls) in the city and is full of amazing character, colours, smells, people and food!. This weekend we ventured together to explore, do some people watching and a bit of shopping.
One of the many meat shops, with all your meaty needs. |
We took our time wandering around the shops, watching the many vendors at work cutting up huge fish with even larger knifes, salesmen de-boning rabbit, others weighing up fruits, eggs, cured meats and cheeses. We ummed and aaahhed far too long about what type of olives we should buy to munch on and admired the beautiful Spanish breads and pastries, which you might as well just slap onto your thighs they look so decadent.
Fresh fruits and veges |
You could purchase anything food related at this market.
There's actually an old Madrid saying on the door at the entrance "Si buscas algo, vete a Maravillas. Si no lo encuentras, es que no hay" (If you're looking for something go to Maravillas. If you don't find it, it's because it doesn't exist.)
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Chocolate con Churros (typical 2nd breakfast food) |
By the time we felt that we had seen enough for one day vertical gravity took hold and we were suddenly pulled into one of the random spotted cafes for a chocolate con churro~Kara and paella~John. (Actually it's more like a bar you lean up against to drink your coffee or beer as you eat your tapa).
So we stayed a bit longer before again venturing out into the cold and wet winter day and heading home with our wares.
(As a side note, when visiting watch your timing when shopping because of course they close every day for siesta time!) Closed Sundays.
Tot siens,
John and Kara
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