Pulpo and potatoes
I remember the first time I ate squid: I was down the Jersey shore, it was fried calamari, and my friend's dad told us it was chicken. My uber-picky nine-year-old self was less than thrilled to learn the truth after polishing off a plate of the stuff. Fortunately, my post-adolescent self has come around on cephalopods. I created this dish as a throwback to my honeymoon in Spain, where the hubby and I polished off plate after plate of pulpo with potatoes, olive oil, and smoked pimenton. Yum yum yum. But since that preparation has already been perfected, I give you this Galician classic with a big ole American twist: octopus potato salad!
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