It’s time for another episode of Frame Breaking. Previously on Frame Breaking…
I looked through my entire library, and really didn’t find many photos with 3D frame bursting action. So I had to borrow a few from Jane, of pimento cheese fame. She has photos of all kinds of strange objects. Hopefully [...]

The other day, I saw pimento cheese mentioned in passing on a sibling blog. As far as I know, pimento cheese doesn’t even exist outside the Confederate States of America, so of course it doesn’t exist over here in the Old World. It reminded me of my childhood, even though I’ve probably only [...]

It is illegal to fish anchovies in the Cantabrian sea (the body of water to the north of Spain that borders my region). They have been fished to near extinction and the European Union has prohibited the capture of them, at least for profit. One of Marga’s coworkers’ husbands is a fisherman. [...]

During a recent trip to Venezuela, as I was holding on, white-knuckled, to a jeep I was standing up in as it sped around a curvy road, the following hypothesis occurred to me:
The number of enforced traffic laws a country has is positively correlated with how mature the country is.
Allow me to explain…

Marga’s boss recently gave us a simple, but thoughtful, wedding gift. As you may recall (and if you attended, how could you forget?), one of the dishes at our wedding meal was a Scallop Au Gratin. Her boss actually saved the shell that the restaurant served him full of creamy cheese, cleaned it [...]

Some of you may recall that earlier this year, I found some “Sandra and Erik” lover graffiti on the side of my building. Well, apparently my ignoring her, as a direct consequence of not having any idea who she is, has finally worn her unrequited love so thin that she has fallen for another, [...]

This weekend, we finally moved our old British refrigerator into Grandpa Ramón’s house (third floor, no elevator). It has been unplugged for three years, sitting in a corner of the covered area where my father-in-law keeps his chickens, so there’s a chance it might not work anymore. They say you have to keep [...]

This Saturday, we returned to the restaurant where we had our wedding celebration, Etxe Aundi, to eat a dinner for two on the house. Apparently they were pleased with our 10,000€ business.

Every few months, someone forwards me this email about how the order of letters inside a word don’t matter when you’re reading, because your brain parses the word as a whole. You know the one.

We’ve got a little tradition forming here. This is the second year in a row that we’ve eaten a turkey pizza for Thanksgiving. I’ve taken some photos during the cooking process to show you.