Quick rain, hot wind, mojito / Lluvia rápida, viento caliente, mojito

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

A sirocco is a hot wind, often dusty or rainy, coming from North Africa. At its worst, it brings us muddy rain, like in March 2023 (click here). Siroko Plaza is the name of a restaurant in Málaga that isn’t at all hot, dusty, or muddy. Matt and Lindy chose it for our lunch together before they headed off for their month-long adventure. Great food and the most beautiful and delicious mojitos ever.

When San Geraldo and I had lunch Friday in Mijas Pueblo, we chose an English restaurant we’ve been told by many is very good. We arrived just before 1:00 thinking we’d beat the lunch rush, which in Spain is 2:00 and later. But the terrace was full except for one table marked “reserved,” and lots of people were hovering. We walked up to the owner and asked if he had a table for two, thinking we’d get on a waiting list. He gave us the one marked reserved.

Next to us was a woman dining alone. She was on dessert. Two men joined her. It turns out they asked if she would share her table and she agreed. It further turned out the men’s wives were shopping next door and they were simply commandeering the table and waiting for her to leave. She didn’t seem to mind. But it sure bugged us. It didn’t help that, after she left, the wives arrived and all four then lit up cigarettes. Other than those four who we heard say they were from Holland, everyone else was British — which explained why the place was already packed before 1:00.

During our meal, different people hovered behind us (inches away) anticipating our departure. It wasn’t a great experience for us. We usually go to Koco Bistro (click here). That’s where we’ll be next time if you want to find us. We couldn’t wait to get home.

I woke up about 4:00 Sunday morning to heavy rain. Hallelujah. I had to close the glass curtain because the wind was blowing. By the time I got out of bed for good around 8:30, the streets were completely dry. Ah well, better than nothing. We have the possibility of rain for the next week or so. Here’s hoping. I won’t have the glass curtain washed until then although it’s in desperate need. I almost took the squeegee to the windows at 4:00 to take advantage of the rain, but I didn’t think SG would appreciate it.


Un siroco es un viento cálido, a menudo polvoriento o lluvioso, que proviene del norte de África. En el peor de los casos, nos trae lluvia fangosa, como en marzo de 2023 (haz clic aquí). Siroko Plaza es el nombre de un restaurante en Málaga que no es nada caliente, polvoriento o fangoso. Matt y Lindy lo eligieron para almorzar juntos antes de emprender su aventura de un mes. Buena comida y los mojitos más hermosos y deliciosos de la historia.

Cuando San Geraldo y yo almorzamos el viernes en Mijas Pueblo, elegimos un restaurante inglés que muchos nos han dicho que es muy bueno. Llegamos justo antes de las 13:00 pensando que evitaríamos la fiebre del almuerzo, que en España es a las 14:00 y más tarde. Pero la terraza estaba llena a excepción de una mesa marcada como “reservada,” y mucha gente rondaba. Nos acercamos al dueño y le preguntamos si tenía una mesa para dos, pensando que estaríamos en una lista de espera. Nos dio el que estaba marcado como reservado.

Junto a nosotros había una mujer cenando sola. Ella estaba en el postre. Dos hombres se unieron a ella. Resulta que le preguntaron si compartiría su mesa y ella accedió. Además, resultó que las esposas de los hombres estaban comprando en la puerta de al lado y simplemente estaban requisando la mesa y esperando que ella se fuera. A ella no pareció importarle. Pero seguro que nos molestó. No ayudó que, después de que ella se fue, llegaron las esposas y los cuatro encendieron cigarrillos. Aparte de los cuatro que escuchamos decir que eran de Holanda, todos los demás eran británicos, lo que explicaba por qué el lugar ya estaba lleno a la 13:00.

Durante nuestra comida, diferentes personas se cernían detrás de nosotros (a centímetros de distancia) anticipando nuestra partida. No fue una gran experiencia. Solemos ir a Koco Bistro (haz clic aquí). Ahí es donde estaremos la próxima vez si quieres encontrarnos. No podíamos esperar a llegar a casa.

Me desperté alrededor de las 4:00 de la mañana del domingo con una fuerte lluvia. Aleluya. Tuve que cerrar la cortina de cristal porque soplaba el viento. Cuando me levanté de la cama alrededor de las 8:30, las calles estaban completamente secas. Ah bueno, mejor que nada. Tenemos la posibilidad de lluvia para la próxima semana más o menos. Aquí está la esperanza. No haré lavar la cortina de cristal hasta entonces, aunque es una necesidad desesperada. Casi llevé la escobilla de goma a las ventanas a las 4:00 para aprovechar la lluvia, pero no pensé que SG apreciaría eso,

• One of the men from Holland asked the waitress if this was a lemon tree. It’s a wild fig, which can grow to three times the height of a lemon tree.
• Uno de los hombres de Holanda le preguntó a la mesera si esto era un limonero. Es un higo silvestre, que puede crecer hasta tres veces la altura de un limonero.
• Back in Fuengirola. He’s a black belt! The cargo vest (waistcoat?) is a great finish for the robe (his karate Gi?) with no pockets.
• De vuelta en Fuengirola. ¡Es un cinturón negro (en karate?)! El chaleco cargo es un excelente acabado para la túnica (¿su karategi?) sin bolsillos.

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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..

24 thoughts on “Quick rain, hot wind, mojito / Lluvia rápida, viento caliente, mojito”

  1. Seems like most of the planet/certainly a large portion of it is looking for rain. We have a ‘fire ban’ in our region/no open fires permitted until further notice.

    1. Jim:
      We’re a low-rain area to begin with although this is not up to normal. But that’s so unusual for you.

  2. So much much for the “Ever see a British restaurant?” joke. The preferred reaction to the guy in the robe is “Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeekkk!”

    1. wickedhamster:
      Sometimes, the English restaurants are fun. This was just too much for us. Not a word of Spanish spoken. SG ordered water and soda in Spanish, out of habit. The waitress had no idea what he was saying. I thought the guy in the robe was simply wearing mismatched top and bottom. I had no idea what I was snapping. I wonder if he was wearing underwear.

  3. I think that’s the biggest fig tree I’ve ever seen! We have some in our conservatory but they’re not quite that big. Impressive! Doesn’t it figure that a British restaurant would serve at “normal” dining hours? Sorry for your bad experience though. If you do return, at least you now know to get there at 11:30 but then you’re likely not used to eating comida at that hour is my guess.

    1. tobyo:
      Apparently, wild figs grow to 60 feet or more, while others grow to 30. I don’t think we’ll be going back to that particular restaurant. Just not our speed. We didn’t get the warm fuzzies. Just another couple of tourists to them.

  4. Ohhhh Mitchell, you had me at the picture of those lovely mojitos. One of my favorite summer drinks besides the Pimm’s Cup. And I saw that last picture, I thought what the hell is Moses doing there?

    1. Mistress Borghese:
      I was just going to have water, but then Matt and Lindy ordered mojitos and it sounded really good. When I said so, they told me these were especially good. They were right. I could tell by how devotedly the bartender muddled the mint that this was going to be one to remember. After I took that photo, Moses parted the… robe.

  5. I couldn’t help but put a beat to your title in my head, Scoot. I’ve been cha-chaing all over the house. Makes dusting more fun. Slower, but fun. I looooove mojitos!

    1. Deedles:
      I haven’t cha-chaed in years. I used to be good. Now I don’t even know where to start.

  6. I despise when people hover around you ready to lunge the moment you stand up. I always feel like ordering another drink or a coffee or something.

      1. Bob:
        I didn’t think you’d go for this outfit without any plaid (and for other reasons).

    1. Bob:
      It’s not something we experience here except in touristy places with poorly managed restaurants. Spaniards have the tradition called “sobre mesa.” The table is yours and you are expected to stay as long as you like. After the meal, you just sit sobre mesa and chat. We always surprise the staff by leaving too soon after we eat.

  7. Oh, gracious, thank you for sharing these beautiful food pictures with us. I really appreciate lovely food and tasty food, and excellent restaurant experiences. What a shame that you had the experience that you did at that restaurant. Koco Café looks great, though!
    (P.S. Look at me, commenting again from my iPad!)
    Judy C

    1. Judy C:
      Oh, I hope this fix continues to work! I’m so pleased I was able to share it with you. We have more good than bad restaurant experiences here.

  8. I’ve never had a drink with a flower in it – how lovely!! It’s been almost 40 years since I smoked a cigarette and now I can smell one a mile away. That would have ruined my meal. (not to mention the hovering people)

    1. Kelly:
      My last cigarette was Christmas Eve 1986 (I was 3). And, like you, I can smell them a mile away. There were a number of unfortunate strikes against that restaurant.

    1. Kirk:
      No, the bar was at Siroko, the good restaurant. I didn’t share photos of the bad experience… except for the view of the tree.

  9. Not sure I’d like to drink a flower arrangement, myself!

    Some “tourist bars” are indeed badly run – we’ve experienced quite a few, British, Dutch and Spanish where for the amount of ambience and welcome we received we might as well have been in a supermarket cafe. However, there are many that are couldn’t do more to make you welcome. Luck of the draw, I guess. Jx

    1. Jon:
      This place is very popular. Good, varied English menu, but we like to feel like we’re actually welcome and not just another couple of customers. And we also like to not forget we’re in Spain.

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