The Basque: WOW!
Returned last week from my much anticipated trip to the Basque area of Spain. I visited the beautiful town of San Sebastian 23 years ago, before I became a professional cook, and knew then there was something special about this place when it came to food. San Sebastien has more Michelin rated restuarants per capita than nearly any place on earth. What they do have, which is more important to me, is amazing authentic tapa bars, and tons of them. To the Basque, food is somewhere between a full-contact sport and an extreme religion. I witnessed more people walk the streets with a baguette in their arms (unwrapped, by the way) than with a cigarette in their mouths. In a place of 150,000 people I saw more French-style pastry shops than here in Vancouver. A dozen figs, and beautiful ripe ones, cost the same price as a can of coke. I love these people.
But going back as a professional cook, what blew me away was not just the food, but the food culture. These people know how to eat. Cooks often forget that in learning how to cook to the next level, you need to learn how to eat at the next level. And how do the Basque eat? They eat, they drink, and that’s about it. Even with all their gastronmic societies, one local who attends 2 of these societies told me that that is all that goes on; they don’t deconstruct, don’t define, don’t spew adjectives, they just eat and confirm how lucky their are to enjoy this. 
Growing up Italian, food was never taken for granted. I thought Italians took food seriously, and they do. But the Basque…well what would you expect from a culture whose most popular letter in their language is “X”!
Pictures of hams, pig’s ears, and real fish mongers to come.
Cheers for now,
Tony Mnichiello
Cook (not Chef) Instructor, NWCAV
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