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Thursday morning, a truck arrived on the beach across the street and dropped off two dumpsters (tips). I watched as the dumpsters were filled with sand and an area nearby was roped off. We then headed out for coffee and by 1:00 p.m., there were tables and tents. And 300 kilos (661 pounds) of sardines.
Sponsored by the City of Fuengirola and the Fuengirola Beach Business Association to benefit Fuengirola’s office of the Spanish Assocation Against Cancer (AECC) and the Association of Alzheimer’s Families (AFA) of Fuengirola-Mijas Costa, the event was called Sardinada Solidaria (a sardinada is a big sardine cook-out/barbecue and solidaria is a variation on solidarity/united and other similar words).
On offer for 2+ hours was a skewer of sardines (called an espeto) and a drink for only 3€. As you can see, business was booming. I would have joined them, but I’m not a huge fan of this kind of sardine — nor of lines.
Sardine Day reminded me that I hadn’t shared a picture of the socks I bought myself in Málaga last week. And while we’re on the subject of seafood, check out the goat cheese and salmon salad I had the other night at Primavera Restaurant; and at Mesón Salvador, San Geraldo’s swordfish and my revuelto (a Spanish scramble).
I got lazy, not about my workouts, but about sharing the information. I decided to start making note of it again here on my blog. The sciatica is a shadow of its former self.
Nutrition and Fitness Report
Stretching: Once a day, with ease.
Walking: 6.5 km / 4 miles Sunday, Tuesday, Thursday. 4.5+ km/2.5+ miles other days.
Gym: Chest and back workout Monday, arms and shoulders Wednesday, chest and back today (with some leg work every day).
El jueves por la mañana, un camión llegó a la playa al otro lado de la calle y dejó dos contenedores de basura. Observé cómo los contenedores de basura se llenaban de arena y se acordonaba un área cercana. Luego salimos a tomar un café y a la 13:00 había mesas y carpas. Y 300 kilos (661 libras) de sardinas.
Patrocinado por el Ayuntamiento de Fuengirola y la Asociación de Empresarios de la Playa de Fuengirola a beneficio de la sede de Fuengirola de la Asociacion Española Contra El Cancer (AECC) en Fuengirola y Asociación de familiares de enfermos de alzheimer y otras demencias (AFA) de Fuengirola-Mijas Costa, el acto se denominó Sardinada Solidaria.
En oferta durante más de 2 horas había un espeto de sardinas y una bebida por solo 3 €. Como puede ver, el negocio estaba en auge. Me hubiera unido a ellos, pero no soy muy fan de este tipo de sardina — ni de filas.
La Sardinada me recordó que no había compartido foto de los calcetines que me compré en Málaga la semana pasada. Y ya que estamos en el tema de los mariscos, mira la ensalada de queso de cabra y salmón que comí la otra noche en el Restaurante Primavera; y en Mesón Salvador, el pez espada de San Geraldo y mi revuelto.
Me volví perezoso, no sobre mis entrenamientos, sino sobre compartir la información. Decidí empezar a tomar nota de ello de nuevo aquí. La ciática es una sombra de lo que fue.
Informe de Nutrición y Estado Físico
Estiramiento: Una vez al día, con facilidad.
Caminando: 6,5 km / 4 millas domingo, martes, jueves. 4,5+ km/2,5+ millas otros días.
Gimnasio: Entrenamiento de pecho y espalda el lunes, brazos y hombros el miércoles, pecho y espalda hoy (con algo de trabajo de piernas todos los días).
22 thoughts on “Sardine Solidarity / Sardinada Solidaria”
I don’t know. I think Dudo and Moose look a bit appalled they were invited to that event.
They both would have panic attacks. People!
Boy, you Fuengirolaites … Fuengirolias … Fuengirolenos … whatever … will celebrate ANYTHING and I love y’all for that!
Fuengirolitos? And you’re right about that.
I do like sardines and would love to try these out…….and for a good cause as well.
Your walking schedule looks similar to ours…….our goal is 6km six days a week. No rush.
The boys must follow you here on the blog….LOL!
I regularly show Dudo his photos. He’s interested. Moose doesn’t care.
Fish delish! The fish design on the socks looks similar to your graphic style – very eye catching. The boys are asking why they weren’t included in the sardine solidarity.
Maybe that’s why I was drawn to the fish socks. I also found great olive socks, but they didn’t have my size. Knowing these cats, they’d probably sniff the sardines and walk away.
Dudo and Moose look ticked off that there aren’t any doggie bags from your seafood meals at Meson Salvadore… not even some sardines on a stick?!
Love your new socks though… now be sure to wear those with sandals, neon plaid Bermuda shorts and a mismatched T-shirt so you can blend into the tourists this summer, LOL!
The cats smells the fish on my breath when I get home and get up close and personal. I’ll have to go shopping this weekend. I need a new pair of neon plaid shorts.
Not a fan of sardines to eat, but sardines to wear? YES! Love those socks! Glad your sciatica has settled down, that’s good news.
Since arriving in Spain, I have learned to appreciate sardines (specifically, boquerones), but I don’t much enjoy the ones on the beach. I’m hopeful the sciatica will continue to improve, but it’s completely livable now. Before, it affected everything I did. And to think all it takes is the gym three days a walk, daily stretching, and daily walking. It’s a good thing I enjoy this stuff.
The fish looks wonderful, and the salad. And yes I would try the sardines, I have not had them that way.
That’s the way to have sardines on the beach. They’re everywhere. I prefer them fried at a restaurant, with lemon.
Great sox! Some of the best sardines I’ve ever had were in Spain, Madrid to be exact. Grilled and marinated and served on bread. The closest I can come to that here in France is tinned sardines. And there not really close at all.
Walt the Fourth:
Until our move to Spain, I couldn’t tolerate sardines. Had them in Sevilla and was shocked at how different big fresh ones taste. I don’t really like the ones on the beach, but I can tolerate them. A major change for me.
My soul swoons. Sardines! I love them so! Wish I ate them more often.
I never enjoyed them until I moved to Spain.
Absolutely love sardines on the BarBQ cooked this way. Oh I miss it. You are a very good ambassador for your town.
Thanks. I get paid well (well… I get paid nothing).
Love the socks. Hate sardines!
I loathed them until we moved here. They can be so completely different from what you’re used to. And, yes, there are sardines here that are like the ones I knew in the States. I just know to avoid them.