Cádiz: Feeding Time

During our Sunday in Cádiz, we stopped for ‘treats’ once or twice (three times if you count the ice cream).

Having met Elena and her mother at 9 a.m., I hadn’t had time for my two cups of cafe con leche. So, by noon, I was in need of coffee and my mid-day snack.

Our first stop was at the Parador (these are high-end state-run hotels throughout Spain). The olives that arrived with out drinks were out of this world. Unfortunately, unlike the rest of the group who ordered beer, I had coffee. Olives and coffee? Not so good together. Then came a pork dish that was out of this world. We also had an excellent potato salad before moving on.

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EXCEPTIONAL OLIVES!
(EXCEPT WITH CAFE CON LECHE.)
CHICHARRONES DE CHICLANA? (EXCEPT I THINK I’VE GOT THIS WRONG!)
(ELENA WILL CORRECT ME AND I’LL FIX THIS.)
PICOS (IT MEANS “BEAKS”). AS COMMON AS BAR PRETZELS.
LIKE LITTLE BREADSTICKS (ONLY BETTER).

After walking some more, we stopped for lunch at the beach.

GOLI, FINDING SOME SHADE. 
PLAYING PARCHÍS ON THE BEACH BELOW. (PARCHEESI IN THE USA.)
TABLE GAMES ARE A COMMON SIGHT ON CÁDIZ BEACHES. 
SOME SUGGESTIONS… WE HAD THAT SPECIFIC SQUID. (SEE NEXT PHOTO.)
TORTILLITAS DE CAMARONES.
DELICIOUS PIMIENTOS.
THE VERY TALENTED CARMEN WITH A PEPPER.
SARDINES! WITH TAILS, HEADS, AND EYES.
I DIDN’T TOUCH THEM (BUT, THANKS JUST THE SAME).
First Carmen and then Elena demonstrate the proper (or improper) way to eat a pepper.

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..

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