A word of caution

If and when in this area of Spain, beware of local cakes, they do taste divine but the locals have a penchant for hiding little trinkets inside the cake and tradition say that whoever find them will have good luck. That's pretty good, cute and quaint when you know that there's something hidden and you are looking for it in every mouthful.
When you don't know about this and you go on eating as if there's no tomorrow, you risk breaking a tooth or, like "the husband" here, almost choke to death with a, in this case, a little plastic yellow duck. After P. had to perform the Heimlich manoeuvre on his dad, we recon that "the husband" was pretty lucky not to die anyway thus confirming the tradition.