sidra

One night Shelby and I were wandering around in the center and came across this food market.  Around the holidays these things would appear and disappear in different plazas every couple of days.  The Christmas market in the Plaza Mayor was a constant, but different gift markets and food markets were always in some state of transition.  This one was a particularly nice with food samples – mostly cheeses and breads and sidra or cider.  There is a tradition of pouring this stuff like this or in even sillier ways, involving either the bottle or the glass or both behind your head.  Its messy and somehow also comes off as macho when dudes do it. (On this night there was a guy behind us pouring from ridiculous heights, pretty impressive, I must say). This purportedly improves the taste and carbonation.  Sooo, in order to remove the need to pour it like that, I suppose, there was this tap to do the job.

 

And then there was Shelby and I, scoffing at tradition.