During college I made the big move out to Madrid for six months to "study". Upon arrival I took up residence with a lovely Spanish woman named Cecilia and her track-suit wearing 30-something son. Knowing only that I was americana, Cecilia decided to make me feel at home and serve cheese stuffed hotdogs for my first meal. While her intentions were good, the cheese stuffed hot dogs were not. Fortunately for everyone at the table, she also whipped up a little thing known as Tortilla Española (Spanish Omelette) as a side. I took one bite and knew that tortilla would not be my last.