and then there was mexican...

So let's backtrack a little. Back to Friday night, my last night in Santander. That night, dinner was one of the only meals we had to eat on our own (and yes, they gave us 50 euros for meals outside of the meals they provided. which were only 2). We decided to try out this Mexican place in town that apparently had a good fixed menu. Let's just say it was one memorable dinner, deserving of its own post.
So we walk in. There is a big room downstairs, but only about 6 tables. The waited seats us at one, takes our drink orders and we tell him we want the fixed menu for 13 euros. Becca orders a margarita, me a Fanta, and we also get a pitcher or sangria. When the drinks come out, Becca's margarita, was, well, small.
Yes, Becca's margarita was a shot glass. What? Apparently Santander-Mexican margaritas are tiny tiny. Especially sitting next to a pitcher of Sangria.
So our table had a view of the kitchen from where we were sitting. Normally, kitchens have sinks, ovens, counter space, dishwashers. Well, not this one. In the part of the kitchen we could see it was, let's just say, not normal. There were kids toys everywhere, including random baloons, a Thomas the Tank Engine train, and a stroller. And on the table, a white baby doll. Naked. Huh? Are we in a restaurant or what? Also on the wall, a bug zapper. Yum!...
Yes, this is the shot Becca stole of the kitchen. She's pretty much a photo-terrorist, stealing pictures of things.
After about 10 plates of food, we are all sufficiently full. But wait, there's another course. It comes out as 3 plates, one with beans, another with rice, and third with fried peppers. I decide to try the peppers. And below are photos of this experience:

Yes, it was hot. Very hot.

But the meal was still not finished yet. At the end, they bring out shots. They call them besos. Yes, the translation for that is "kisses." So we each finished our meal with a kiss, a shot of basically Bailey's cream liqueur. The table next to us left there's, but no need to fear. They were not wasted. Instead, the table behind us sent their young son over to the table to steal the shots for his parents.

And probably my favorite part of this experience was the artwork on the walls. What do you expect in a Mexican restaurant? Painting of ancient civilizations from Mexico or something of the likes, right? Well, those were there. But also, there was a picture of a dog. An ugly dog at that.
So if you're ever in Santander, Spain and looking for a good Mexican restaurant, try out Bodega Antonio's. It's quality. But no margaritas. Or peppers. And don't ask about the white baby.