Valodalid and Their Cuisine!

Happily ensconced in our campsite near Valodalid on our penultimate leg to visit MikeTrapia and AmandoAlentejo.  I had booked the campsite when still in the US as the trip had to be planned to arrive on the right day in Cacares where we are meeting up with our hosts for a meal there.  Imagine my surprise when turning into the entrance to realise it was the same campsite we stayed in 2 years ago when we visited them in Portugal last time!  Fortunatly, they don't remember me disconnecting their water tap by accident and creating a torrent of cold water all over one part of the site.  Once settled in we were able to sit outside and enjoy a gin and tonic with a raspberry twist.  In point of fact, the raspberries were beginning to go off so Leyna threw a couple in with the slice of lemon - actually delicious, as were the gin soaked raspberries at the end.
Our culinary adventures certainly continued here as we decided to try the local eaterie just 10 mins walk up the road.  We arrived to find that they were not open for dinner, but did have an assortment of food sitting on the bar.  We started with a Russian salad, which had only one recognizable ingredient, a couple of olives.  Leyna then chose stew for our main course.  This turned out to be a very interesting looking concoction, which, after one bite, I decided, should probably have been labeled gastro-intestinal stew.  Not that we would have been any the wiser if it had been labeled in Spanish.  If you are at all interested it would have read "estofado gastrointestinal" so I suppose we would have been suitably warned.  Anyway, if you can summon up the courage to take a peek, the extra is a photo of what we didn't eat, which is most of it.  Miketrappia reliably informed us that the rubbery thing in the middle that looks like a poor excuse for a honeycomb is the third stomach of a ruminant (some kind of grass eating animal).  Goodness knows what the rest of it was!  Naturally there was no dessert, but the wine was good and it all cost less than a couple of glasses of wine in the US.  I love to experience other cultures and culinary delights, but I would probably not use the word delight in this case.  Hopefully tomorrow will make up for it!