After going to the Museo del Prado, we went to the Museo del Jamon, which was more our speed. Everywhere we looked, there were legs of ham, hanging off the wall. Certainly not for the faint-hearted or the vegetarians. However, while I sort of nurse a dislike for all luncheon meats, Spanish jamon is an entirely different story. It made me want to turn into a raging jamoterian.
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