I love traveling, getting to see different landscapes and wildlife, learn about history, and experience, in some small way, a different place. A couple of summers ago, I had a layover in Madrid on my way to Malta and decided to stay for a few days. I had always said I wanted to visit Spain, but I never felt a particular pull toward Madrid, assuming the big city would be a turnoff. Instead, it felt vibrant and lively, balancing tradition and modernity in a way that was unexpected. Above all, though, the food stood out. I fell in love with the simplicity of the cuisine and the social aspect that came along with it.
A couple of years later, I visited the Basque Country, a distinct region known for its love of food, as evidenced by its having one of the highest concentrations of Michelin stars per capita in the world. I was even more impressed by the food culture there; food is quite literally a celebration. I happened to be in town the weekend before San Sebastián's celebration of its patron saint, and the Tamborrada drum parade is the main event. For twenty four hours, more than a hundred tamborradas take turns marching through the streets playing drums. I followed the sound of drumming to a small square where a local gastronomic society was practicing, and its leaders were hoisting oversized forks and knives. Highlighting the importance of food in the region, where you can find celebrations dedicated to everything from a particular bean to a specific pepper or sardines.