Fork Tapas in Cape Town

The evening S and I had dinner at Little Ethiopia, Fork Tapas was full. It was another small restaurant with few tables at the ground floor and a full bar at the end. When I read tapas, I think Spain. And I love Spanish food so I made a mental note: must come back and try Fork!

Badalona, Bochum, Germany

One somber Saturday in December, I was out in Bochum with a friend. If it weren't raining, we would have found ourselves at the Weihnacht. But it was a sad day for me and I wanted somewhere cozy and familiar. 

At the corner of Sudring and Brüderstraße is Badalona, a tapas and cava bar. For so many months, I've always walked passed it but it was always closed or I was on my way to dinner elsewhere. That evening, it was the perfect venue for a very poignant time in my life. 

I wanted to have croquetas de bacalao but they didn't have that evening so S and I just had a serving of croquetas de jamon instead. I couldn't taste the jamon let alone find it inside the tiny croqueta. But it was okay. I loved the ambiance. Later on, S had some torta de papas, then we ordered calamares a la plancha and chorizo de merguez, which is not actually Spanish but French - S' favorite, apparently. With this, S had Belgian beer and I had white wine. I know, I didn't even ask where it was from or what kind. I didn't want to think.