Cockles in Galicia.
Incredible ...
See, there's a man who knows.
Pronounced 'ga-lee-thee-ah'. A cat I knew in another lifetime was Ignacio, AKA Nacho. He was from the south of Spain, and was of an extremely wealthy family who made their fortune with oranges and specifically, marmalade. One of m student workers back then. Stupid family wealth. We called him 'El Rey de Marmalade'.
I busted two of his ribs in a mosh pit at an open seating Green Day show on the banks of the Charles River in Boston in like 1999. Giggling aqui, hombre.
