Wind, dog bollocks, and quail eggs / Viento, huevos de perro y de codorniz

La versión en español está después de la versión en inglés.

I’VE READ ON SEVERAL ONLINE Costa del Sol English-language news sites that our recent high surf (click here) completely destroyed a chiringuito (beach bar) in Fuengirola. The stories were all obviously picked up from the same source and not one identified which chiringuito.

I’ve been regularly walking to the end of the Paseo in one direction and except for three nearby chiringuitos under renovation (two have been completely leveled while one was taken down to three outer walls), no chiringuito had been destroyed by the storm.

So, I walked to the end in the other direction. The two chiringuitos closest to water’s edge are even closer now, but both are still standing. I think someone saw one of the construction sites and decided it was the storm that did it. Some beach showers didn’t go unscathed, nor did many of the fancy new boardwalks — so heavy they require a machine to install, and hooked together to stay in place in the worst weather.

The winds wailed during the night. It sounded to me like a jet engine. San Geraldo kept checking the terrace for damage to the glass curtian. All is calm at the moment.

Adrian at Mesón Salvador is getting quite artful with our café con leche. He was doing hearts Thursday morning. Although the first heart he created for me looked more like “something else,” as I told him. He gave me a thumbs up and indicated it might have been intentional. (Honestly, he said the point at the bottom of the heart simply took on a life of its own.) Anyway, someone more mature would probably see a flying insect or an adorable little chicken (or quail).

Well, I’m about to head for the gym and I can hear the winds picking up. It’s going to make a mess of my hair (the one).

Nutrition and Fitness Report
Stretching: Twice Wednesday and Thursday, once so far today.
Walking: 8 km / 5 miles up and down hills Wednesday (lots of photos).
Gym: About to leave for an arms and shoulders day.
Notes: Not one but two chupitos Thursday night at Mesón Salvador. A special treat of Zumbral (my favorite Málaga wine) and San Geraldo’s pionono (like Bailey’s Irish Cream, only better).

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HE LEÍDO EN VARIOS SITIOS web en inglés de la Costa del Sol que nuestro alto surf reciente (haz clic aquí) destruyó por completo un chiringuito (chiringuito) en Fuengirola. Obviamente, todas las historias fueron tomadas de la misma fuente y ninguna identificó qué chiringuito.

He estado caminando regularmente hasta el final del Paseo en una dirección y, a excepción de tres chiringuitos cercanos en proceso de renovación (dos han sido completamente nivelados y uno fue derribado a tres paredes exteriores), la tormenta no destruyó ningún chiringuito.

Entonces, caminé hasta el final en la otra dirección. Los dos chiringuitos más cercanos a la orilla del agua están aún más cerca ahora, pero ambos siguen en pie. Creo que alguien vio uno de los sitios de construcción y decidió que fue la tormenta la que lo provocó. Algunas duchas en la playa no salieron ilesas, ni muchos de los nuevos y elegantes paseos marítimos, tan pesados ​​que requieren una máquina para instalar y enganchados para permanecer en su lugar en el peor clima.

Los vientos aullaban durante la noche. Me sonó como un motor a reacción. San Geraldo siguió revisando la terraza en busca de daños en la cortina de vidrio. Todo está en calma en este momento.

Adrian de Mesón Salvador se está volviendo bastante ingenioso con nuestro café con leche. Estaba haciendo corazones el jueves por la mañana. Aunque el primer corazón que creó para mí se parecía más a “otra cosa”, como le dije. Me levantó el pulgar e indicó que podría haber sido intencional. (Honestamente, dijo que el punto en la parte inferior del corazón simplemente tomó vida propia). De todos modos, alguien más maduro probablemente vería un insecto volador o un pollito adorable (o codorniz).

Bueno, estoy a punto de dirigirme al gimnasio y puedo escuchar cómo se levantan los vientos. Va a hacer un desastre en mi cabello (el indicado).

Informe de Actividad y Estado Físico
Estiramiento: dos veces miércoles y jueves, una vez hasta ahora hoy.
Caminando: 8 km / 5 millas subiendo y bajando colinas Miércoles (muchas fotos).
Gimnasio: A punto de salir para un día de brazos y hombros.
Notas: No uno, sino dos chupitos el jueves por la noche en Mesón Salvador. Un regalo especial de Adrian, Zumbral (mi favorito vino de Málaga), y el Pionono de San Geraldo (como la crema irlandesa de Bailey, solo que mejor).

• And more are being placed.
• Y se están colocando más.
• Dog’s bollocks (a new pub)
• Huevos de perro (un nuevo bar)
• Quails’ eggs
• Huevos de codorniz

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..

22 thoughts on “Wind, dog bollocks, and quail eggs / Viento, huevos de perro y de codorniz”

  1. Will they pump sand back onto the beach there? It is common in Florida. At heart you really are a teenager.

    1. David:
      They used to haul in tons of sand and regrade most years. They haven’t done so since the pandemic began. I don’t know why. We’ve lost a lot of beach in that time and I expect they’ll have to do something before next summer season. I wasn’t a happy teenager when I actually was one; I’ve been making up for that for a while now I think.

    1. Bob:
      At least this new material didn’t break. The wood sections don’t last (and get washed out to sea). The white stone-like ones had to be placed by hand (and weigh more than 100 pounds each, I think) and they get broken in storms. Maybe these terra cotta-ish ones are the best choice… so far. We do have mostly gorgeous days along the shoreline, despite the wind.

  2. Nothing can stop the ocean’s surge when it is wild. I am surprised just how close those beach bars are to water’s edge.
    I like the idea of the sectional boardwalks. When we get a storm/hurricane it will tear up the entire boardwalk in one swoop.

    1. Jim:
      I’m surprised by how close those two chiringuitos are to the shoreline, too. And that was before the shorline got even closer.

    1. Debra:
      I’ll chalk this up to poor reporting. I think if the writers were shown the truth, they wouldn’t continue to push this theory. Although I HAVE read that if you add mouthwash to the Mediterranean Sea, the surf will calm and do no damage.

    1. wickedhamster:
      Yes, this is the first material that doesn’t show signs of damage from being knocked around. Duct tape is a great idea… or duck tape.

  3. Entertaining coffee art! Looks like the boardwalk sections can be reinstalled. The wind and tides can sure wreak havoc – it’s happening for us right this moment. We are doing some serious work on reinforcing our shoreline. Will probably blog about it once the north half is complete. Hope you were able to unmuss your hair once you reached the gym!

    1. Wilma:
      Rather than continue to stew about that one hair, I took the scissors to it before I left the house.

  4. What do you use your quail eggs for ?
    When we made Okonomiyaki we/they always used quail eggs, I got lazy and started to use regular eggs.
    They ocean and sky look wonderful.

    1. Anon (Parsnip?):
      What do I use MY quail eggs for? That sounds like a cooking question. Quail eggs are a common addition to many tapas dishes. That’s as close as I get to cooking them. The ocean and sky look wonderful again today.

  5. There used to be an antique shop near our old flat called “Les Couilles du Chien.” (Same idea.)

    Funny how someone mistook the construction site for wind damage. You’d think they might have, oh, I don’t know, checked with the local authorities before writing that story?

    1. Steve:
      The story was talking especially about surf damage. But I wonder where they thought all the pieces went. I’ll share photos of the constructions sites and you can see for yourself. If I didn’t enjoy walking so much, I would have been really annoyed.

  6. I had the joy of finding a pencil drawing of “something else” on a wall of my classroom, this week. (Fortunately, an eraser was all I needed to fix the problem.) At least a cafe con leche is delicious, no matter what whipped milk design it bears!

    1. Judy C:
      Was it a little chicken? A winged insect? A heart? Anyway, was it well executed at least?

    1. Walt the Fourth:
      I don’t often see art in my café con leche. But the staff just took a barista course.

    1. Urspo:
      It’s not a word that ever settled into my vocabulary, although I love the sound of it.

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