As the great creatures of habit we are, we returned to Tarbena, with Sonny's parents this time, for another go at the paella of the people.
We had made a reservation, but the restaurant was packed with Sunday diners and our order took literally hours to arrive.
In the meantime, we had the wine. Not my favourite flavour. Pretty awful wine, really.
Then, as a means of apology, Senor Pinet (who has the cool first name of Geronimo) gave us a bottle of the bad wine to take with us, which was nice of him, but it's hard to say if it made up for the wait.
The order took so long that I was delirious and forgot to take a photo of it until it was all gone.
Around Tarbena…
at festival time.
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