Feeding them anti-Semitism with their mothers' milk... in Spain?

Through a strange combination of circumstances, just about this time nine years ago, Mrs. Carl and I spent a week in Spain with our then youngest child (son # 3, child # 6) tagging along. In fact, to this day, we often refer to him by the name the Spaniards called him because they found his Hebrew name unpronounceable. We spent time in Madrid, Toledo, Cordoba and Granada - the picture at the top