Beans, biscuits, big tools / Frijoles, galletas, herramientas

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The first photo below is a large advertisement I saw in a window in Málaga last week. I had to stop and take a second look. I thought they were selling something else. And I’m sure that’s what they wanted me to think. Go grand, go luxe. That’s what I’ve always said.

San Geraldo made an absolutely delicious white bean soup the other night. He was going to heat up the leftovers the next day for lunch when our cooktop wouldn’t work. (Something had fallen on it and set off the alarm. I think it just needed to reset itself. It was fine a half hour later.) He put it in a bowl for the microwave, but tasted it as he was doing so and wondered if I would enjoy it cold. It was completely different and maybe even better. Here’s the recipe (click here). He had bought some rolls we really love and they were a great accompaniment. We splurged and buttered them. SG meant to soften the butter, but melted it. So brushed it on my bread. What service. As he was finishing his cold soup and buttered bread, he ran back into the kitchen and returned with a jar of raspberry jam to finish off the bread.

Every time SG goes shopping, he returns with another box of biscuits (or four). His favorite are the biscuits topped with dark chocolate. He eats most of them at his desk while he looks for dead people. He came home the other day with a different kind of biscuit — very crunchy with a blend of caramel and ginger. The problem is they have four different designs on them, so I’m obligated to eat 4 at a time (or 8).

We were back at Plaza Mayor yesterday to return a hub we purchased for my Mac. It didn’t work with the CD/DVD player. While there, we ate lunch at Burger King (because it’s there?) and then had Frapuccinos at Starbucks along with chocolate-chocolate chip muffins. I don’t know why. I had reflux all afternoon. Back to a bit of sanity today.

A visit to Plaza Mayor wouldn’t be complete without a stop at the Phillip Plein window in the outlet mall to see what they’re trying to pawn off as original and worth the price. Today’s high tops were reduced from €6,000 to a mere €4,200. I don’t need any more sneakers. But, as my mother would say, “They’re on sale!” Anyway, we actually saw a customer in Burger King wearing a pair of Phillip Plein sneakers — low-rise, no rhinestones. He was in an emerald green Adidas “jogging suit.” Are those really back in style? Wasn’t one go-round enough?

My starter plan for today is to go to the gym this morning and, since that’s nearly half-way to where the new public art is being created, I hope to head there after my workout. Then the 45-minute walk home.


La primera foto de abajo es un gran anuncio que vi en una ventana en Málaga la semana pasada. Tuve que parar y echar un segundo vistazo. Pensé que vendían algo más. Y estoy seguro de que eso es lo que querían que pensara. Go frand, go luxe (Ve grandioso, ve de lujo). Eso es lo que siempre he dicho.

San Geraldo cocinó una sopa de frijoles blancos absolutamente deliciosa la otra noche. Iba a calentar las sobras al día siguiente para el almuerzo cuando nuestra estufa no funcionara. (Algo se le cayó encima y activó la alarma. Creo que solo necesitaba reiniciarse. Estaba bien media hora después). Lo puso en un recipiente para el microondas, pero lo probó mientras lo hacía y se preguntó si lo disfrutaría frío. Era completamente diferente y tal vez incluso mejor. Aquí está la receta (haz clic aquí). Había comprado unos panecillos que nos encantan y fueron un gran acompañamiento. Los derrochamos y los untamos con mantequilla. SG pretendía ablandar la mantequilla, pero la derritió. Así que lo cepillé en mi pan. Que servicio. Cuando estaba terminando su sopa fría y pan con mantequilla, corrió a la cocina y regresó con un frasco de mermelada de frambuesa para terminar el pan.

Cada vez que SG va de compras, regresa con otra caja de galletas (o cuatro). Sus favoritos son los bizcochos cubiertos con chocolate amargo. Se come la mayoría de ellos en su escritorio mientras busca muertos. Llegó a casa el otro día con un tipo diferente de galleta, muy crujiente con una mezcla de caramelo y jengibre. El problema es que tienen cuatro diseños diferentes, así que estoy obligado a comer 4 a la vez (u 8).

Ayer volvimos a Plaza Mayor para devolver un hub que compramos para mi Mac. No funcionó con el reproductor de CD/DVD. Mientras estuvimos allí, almorzamos en Burger King (¿porque está allí?) Y luego comimos Frapuccinos en Starbucks junto con muffins de chocolate con chispas de chocolate. no sé por qué Tuve reflujo toda la tarde. De vuelta a un poco de cordura hoy.

Una visita a la Plaza Mayor no estaría completa sin una parada en la ventana de Phillip Plein en el centro comercial outlet para ver lo que están tratando de empeñar como original y que vale la pena el precio. Los tops altos de hoy se redujeron de 6.000 € a solo 4.200 €. No necesito más zapatillas. Pero, como diría mi madre, “¡Están en oferta!”. De todos modos, en realidad vimos a un cliente en Burger King con un par de zapatillas Phillip Plein, de tiro bajo, sin pedrería. Llevaba un “chándal” verde esmeralda de Adidas. ¿Están realmente de vuelta en estilo? ¿No fue suficiente una vuelta?

Mi plan inicial para hoy es ir al gimnasio esta mañana y, dado que está casi a la mitad del camino hacia donde se está creando el nuevo arte público, espero ir allí después de mi entrenamiento. Luego la caminata de 45 minutos a casa.

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..

28 thoughts on “Beans, biscuits, big tools / Frijoles, galletas, herramientas”

  1. I LOVE the sort of soup that requires a knife and fork!
    And your minor stove disaster reminds me of an old joke: A spanish woman had left instructions for her mano to keep the stove fire burning
    . Silly man let the fire go out and when she came back the pot of vegetables was stone cold. “Aiiee! Gazpacho!Tonto!”
    I’m here all week.

    1. dinahmow:
      The first night, it was soup. Leftovers were more stew-like and then serving it cold made it just the way you like it. Aiiee!

    1. Jennifer:
      The soup was rich, full of flavor, beautiful. I hope you enjoy it. 48F but feels like 45 here right now. Very cold for us, but I think you’d love it. Sunny and going up to around 61 today. Brrr!

    1. Mistress Borghese:
      Not if you’re a size queen. Then again, I suppose any size can be grand.

  2. I always insist on luxeness. (Luxity?)

    I’m surprised anyone actually wears Phillippe Plein sneakers — even rhinestone-free ones. They must have taken out a second mortgage.

    1. Steve:
      The guy we saw was a walking label. Some kind of humongous, flashy designer watch, a chunky blingy ring. His sneakers, however, retail for only around €400 euros and if he bought them at the outlet they would have been under 300. A bargain. I myself prefer luxitousness.

  3. The soup looks delicious! I make a similar one, so I’ve printed out this recipe to compare. I would never have thought to eat it cold. (and yes, they designed that add with a purpose!)

  4. I can practically smell</m. that soup! Can't really go wrong with loads of beans, mirepoix/soffrito, wine and good stock – and I love pulses of any description. Jx

    PS That Phillipp Plein is really taking the piss. He’s made millions out of selling people over-priced bling. Not bad for someone who started out in business making dog beds

    1. Jon:
      Philipp Plein is apparently a complete jerk, as well as being accused of stealing everyone else’s designs. The soup was exquisite.

  5. That ad is clearly selling “something” else.
    Carlos was told by his doctor today that he is pre-diabetic and has to lay off the bread and butter and honey. It took six of us to pull him off the ceiling and calm him down.

    1. Bob:
      I’m post-diabetic. Or maybe that’s not what I mean.. Am I mid-diabetic? I’m sure Carlos will easily adjust. Well… I’m sure he’ll adjust. Look how well he’s done adjusting to youl

    1. David:
      If they model in front were pictured alone, the message would be even less subtle. THAT’LL straighten your hair!

    1. Urspo:
      It can translate to either. Bizcocho is another word for biscuit but tends to be of a more specific type (more cake-like). The British don’t tend to use the word cookie. What we call cookies are usually called biscuits in England. So… does that make sense?

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