Maybe I AM the tapas queen, as a kind friend commented here earlier.
Ever since I discovered "small dishes" (or was it small plates?) at Fog City Diner a thousand years ago, I was liberated. That's how I want to eat! I like to order from the top of the menu.
It's easy, so easy at home, but it might take a little planning. If you think it would be easier to boil up a couple of plates of spaghetti when you get home from work, fine by me. All you will have is a plate of spaghetti, but again, fine.
If you always keep a stash of nice cheeses, toasted almonds, wonderful olives, and that sort of adult picnic fare, you might be able to pull off a tapas platter.
I know it's not a small dish! But it is small-dish eating.
Behold, then, pimientos de padron, in season now and more popular than ever. You used to be able to buy them from one vendor only, but I'm seeing more and more from other farmers.
You know the allure of padrons? You eat one or two, nice, mild, and then you get a firecracker! Fun, but hot. Russian roulette with capsaicin.
OK, well, ALL the peppers from this new vendor were hot. This old esophagus had to mostly avoid them.
But there were all those other nice flavors on the plate.