Speaking of Cazuelas

San Geraldo was too lazy to cook tonight, which was fine with me because I would have been too lazy to clean up after him. So we headed out for dinner with no particular place in mind. As we rounded our corner, passing Dos de Mayo, we noticed two tables inside. A rarity once the night is in full swing. And the night was in full swing. We grabbed one of those tables. I think they were available because they were in the back of the restaurant (usually a popular location) and the Sevilla-Ireland football match was playing on the flat screen at the front. The screen wasn’t clearly visible from our spot. So, we didn’t watch the game.

We had, as we always do at Dos de Mayo, a delicous meal with friendly, high-energy service. And, coincidentally — given my most recent blog post on hot dishes, casseroles, and cazuelas — one of their specials tonight was a shrimp and fish cazuela. So good!


So, now it’s time for bed. We’re getting up bright and early — really — so we can stand in line at the Foreigners Office. It’s time to renew our residency cards. Can’t believe we’ve been here almost a year!

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

13 thoughts on “Speaking of Cazuelas”

  1. Happy first anniversary in Sevilla! Sure doesn't seem like it's been that long.

    The cazuela looks delicious.

    1. Writer:
      Well, this is restaurant food, so I fortunately (well, unfortunately for you) don't have a recipe! (Other than monkfish and shrimp, according to Jerry last night, there was olive oil and possibly butter too, and lots and lots of garlic… I don't know what else). You might just have to make a little trip to Sevilla and try it out for yourself.

  2. Wow, you posted again before I could comment on your Hot Dish post!
    My dad was strictly a meat and potatoes guy so we had meat and potatoes every meal. Sometimes the only meat on the table would be a jar of pickled pork hocks or herring, and because of that I learned to love liver. I never acquired a taste for seafood or fish since I never ate it as a child. To this day, I can eat only fish or shrimp if it is battered and fried and served with tartar sauce.
    Anyway, I found the 5-can hotdish recipe interesting but I think it's a little dated. I haven't seen chow mein noodles or Chinese vegetables in a can for a long time. Maybe because there's a Chinese restaurant every other block!
    The way you guys are enjoying your life in Sevilla, it seem getting your residency renewed annually is a small inconvenience.

    1. Ms. Sparrow:
      Liver… ugh! The only way I like it is as paté. I had a limited seafood palette as a kid (the same preferences you had). It has expanded tremendously over the years. I've seen chow mein noodles and Chinese vegetables in the supermarkets in recent years. They've always been in the "Asian Foods" aisle… (that's in case you feel the urge to make Five-Can Hot Dish).

      Fortunately, we don't have to renew our residency cards every year. The process we began today will be good for two years.

  3. Hello Mitch:
    The restaurant sounds a delight and the food certainly looks to be absolutely delicious. We should very happily have been out of sight of the flat screen television as, we are afraid to say, we have no interest at all in football and do not, happily, know where or with whom the games are being played.

    Good luck with the residency permits.

    1. J&L:
      Dos de Mayo is one of the friendliest, most lively places I've ever been. The manager, Paco, has enough charm and joy for the entire crew… and it's contagious. And the food is out of this world. I'd like to get more connected with European football, but I will never be a fanatic. (Jerry could very easily get sucked in. He was screaming in front of the set yesterday afternoon.)

      Thanks for the good wishes. This morning's residency permit process was a pleasure (and a relief).

  4. Which will be worse, I wonder. The queueing, or the early morning? I hope it goes well, like Ms Sparrow said, a small price to pay for living somewhere so interesting. Your cazuela de rape y gambas looks totally delicious.

    1. Elaine:
      There were no queues. Amazing. But getting up, showered, and shaved so early was the pits. I had set the alarm for 7:30. I didn't sleep badly, but Jerry — being now so unused to having to get up to an alarm — hardly slept in anticipation of his wake-up call. We got home at 11 this morning and he went back to bad for an early siesta. And we both agree it is a very small price to pay for the life we get to live here.

      My mouth is watering thinking about last night's cazuela.

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