(clockwise, from 10 o’clock) tinned octopus, beer (!), fig cake, turrones almendras (almond nougat), homemade pink grapefruit, ginger and scottish whisky preserves, chorizo, salchichón and lomo made from iberico di salamanca pigs, smoked, dried chiles (they look like habañeros) called ñoras, something mysterious that’s called ‘pink panther’, morcilla (blood sausage), pimentón dulce de la vera, and in the middle, from left, fresh mirando do douro almonds (!), anchovy-stuffed olives, cheese (that looks like manchego, maybe), and canned sardine-like fish, called agujas.
i just found the lovely letter he wrote as well, which explains a little more. santiago de compostela is in galicia. apparently there was a laurel branch in here too (from jorge’s garden!), but i think the customs people might have taken it out. there were still a couple leaves floating around in there though. apparently the pink panther thing is something jorge loved to eat as a child. as usual, the letter is the best part. though, everything else comes in a very close second.
the spanish torrone is wonderful crunchy stuff — i might even prefer it to piedmont’s hazelnut version (don’t tell them i said so, though). and the salamis are delicious. i’m a sucker for chorizo. and for spanish pork. the rest of it i’m hoarding for later. there’s a mix in there for me too, but i’m going to give that serious listen once i’ve unearthed myself from the pile or work sitting on my desk. he’s on one of the tracks, as well. thanks, jorge! you’re much more resourceful than i am. i owe you some gianduiotto and formaggi.