Whatever Happened To Class?

Málaga’s main train station (Estación de Málaga Maria Zambrano; click to learn about her) is a great place to spend some time. It’s the main train station in the center of the city used for travel all over Spain and to other points in Europe, as well as a stop for the commuter trains. There are gourmet kiosks and specialty shops in the main area, plus a very nice shopping mall that includes a great choice of restaurants and cafés.

This time around, on our way to Sevilla, we noticed a new olive market. Fresh olives of every shape and size. Unfortunately, my photo wasn’t pleasantly timed. The salesperson was on her mobile phone as she worked. A woman walked over and said in Spanish, “I want a taste,” as she reached over the glass, dipped her fingers in one of the tubs and scooped out an olive. She licked her fingers and walked away leaving me, the salesperson, and the woman on a nearby bench in stunned silence.

I didn’t buy any olives.

(Click the images for a closer look at what I witnessed.)

WHAT EVER HAPPENED TO PLEASE MAY I?
IBERIAN HAM. I DIDN’T SEE ANYONE HELP THEMSELVES TO A SLICE
— OR AN ENTIRE HAM.
IF THE FINGER FOOD HAS TURNED YOU OFF,
YOU COULD ALWAYS BUY AN IBERIAN HAM PILLOW. CLASSY, HUH?

Ain’t there no decency left?

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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