We had just finished a week's tour of Spain's Levant coast where we had been treated to the bottomless pit of Spanish hospitality. Now, for the last night in Spain, the owner of Resaurante El Callejon in the heart of Madrid was hosting us. Ernest Hemingway's description of it in his novel, The Dangerous Summer, brought it into the limelight when he wrote:"We got into Madrid in time for a late lunch at the Callejon, a narrow crowded restaurant on the Calle Ternera where we always ate alone because we both thought that, day in and day out, it had the best food in town"...
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