El dia de la hispanidad (Columbus Day) is celebrated with a Feast week in Spain. I attended an event organized for Spanish speakers in the Frankfurt area with two friends from Columbia and Spain. We arrived an hour "late," worried no food would be left, only to find that they had just begun to slice the vegetables for the paella. We stood in slow drizzling rain and six degree weather for four hours before the first batch was done.
After my helping, I meandered over to a less crowded grill in the park that boasted a small fire and one man standing alone. I asked if I could warm my hands by the grill; he motioned toward the flames. Within ten minutes, four buddies showed up with jars of pickles, loaves of soft bread, blocks of feta cheese, a grocery bag filled with cubes of pork and several bottles of vodka. They were all from Georgia. None spoke English, but one thankfully spoke German. They roasted the pork over the coals and sipped their vodka in plastic cups. I was immediately given a plate. The pork was made out of the same stuff Disney, animated food is (magic) and the bread served as napkins to wipe away any sizzling grease that found its way onto our chins or fingertips. After numerous, generous helpings, I was awarded the leftovers and given a toast. I think my preferred cuisine for Columbus day is forever altered.