On our way back from Ronda we stopped at another special place, Setenil. The old town here was completely build under a cave, right beside the river. Honestly I thought we don’t have enough time to sit down for a meal, knowing how slow service can be in Spanish restaurants. I have to admit I had some serious anxiety to get back on time to catch our bus. I got the look and Krisztina sat down at one of the tables. We ordered a local Andalusian speciality, pork knuckle. I am not kidding, a tall guy walking by our table leaned close to get a smell, and asked us which food is this on the menu, saying that he tried similar looking item in Germany and other countries before. The taste was amazing, and not just because we had too many sandwiches in the last couple days.
