We didn’t know quite what to expect here. I had hoped that I would run in to a particular potter. We bought lots of pottery for the casita from one of the potters in Miravet. Unfortunately they weren’t there. There were however over 100 other potters from as far afield as Hungary and Poland with some beautiful pots.
I am a “Potteries” child having been born and brought up in Staffordshire, I then found myself, after my degree and before returning to Catering, working at Honiton Pottery. I managed the retail side, I didn’t get my hands dirty unfortunately. I am mentioning this as I seem to have an affinity for pots and am always looking for an excuse to peruse or purchase them.
The Pottery Fair at La Galera was a complete joy. There were pots for every budget and use. Cooking ones, painting ones, functional ones, avent garde ones. Pots to wear (jewellery of course), pots to hang on the wall, pots to hang on the ceiling, pots for the oven, table, to eat off or drink out of. Pots to keep your wine cool (red and white in Spain of course ). There were pots to hang over an open fire and cook in, pots to see by, pots to keep you safe (Beware of the dog types, but in Catalan) Pots to tell the time by. Some were for political messages some were classic local ware to eat from and there were of course any number of Pottery geckos climbing up the walls. The gekko we fancied was €230 so he is climbing someone else’s wall.
We will definitely be going again next year, might have to take a trailer as there will be a few more purchases for the cookery school!