Requena’s Sausage Fest: The Aftermath

On Saturday morning, we bundled up and took the train from Valencia’s Sant Isidre station to Requena; a beautiful 90-minute continuous ascent into the mountains. Snow was falling, lightly dusting the trees, ravines and cliffs we passed. This was the first time all year I’d seen snow.

The sausage festival was about as we expected it — sausagey. For €9, we got 5 little sausage plates, 2 glasses of wine, a water, bread, and something vaguely described as a “Product from the Housewives Association”. It was cheesy and fishy, and I don’t think I’d like to dwell on it any further.

The festival was a bit smaller than I anticipated; but then, how many sausage stands does one need? We bravely munched through 4 of our 5 desgustaciones of chorizo & morcilla, before hoisting the white flag.

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The best part of the day came after we left the festival — an extended visit to Meson del Viño. This is an awesome little pub/restaurant, decked out in bullfighting paraphernalia. We had a couple hours to kill before our train back home, and didn’t feel like walking around in the freezing cold, so we were happy to spend some time in this extremely loud and lively bar. Worth a visit when you’re in Requena.

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