The Spainiest of Spains

Somewhere in la Mancha, in a place whose name I do not care to remember, a gentleman lived not long ago, one of those who has a lance and ancient shield on a shelf and keeps a skinny nag and a greyhound for racing.

Don Quixote, Miguel de Cervantes

There's not much better than a really good book, and this one is one of the best. Adventure! Giants! A damsel in distress! Imagination times ten, and one of my favourite lines ever:

Finally, from so little sleeping and so much reading, his brain dried up

and he went completely out of his mind.

If you're looking for Quixote's Spain, head to Consuegra, site of the famous giants (known to unimaginative people as windmills).

I have no idea if there are any restaurants there worth visiting - I'd take a bocadillo (a sandwich on baguette) and eat al fresco - lots of great places to sit and enjoy the scenery. And I suggest you visit on the way to or home from someplace else. It's a barren, windswept, romantic landscape, definitely worth seeing, but once you've seen the windmills, you're done.