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I’m back with some more photos from my wanderings around Córdoba. I walked for a couple of hours this morning, down to the river, up several flights of stairs for a view from the top of the Roman Gate, around the Jewish quarter, around town. When I left the house it was 31˚C/87˚F. When I returned, it was 36˚C⁄97˚F. It’s currently 40˚C/104˚F and still climbing.
Along the way I stopped at the pharmacy to pick up my latest haul. A new staffer there commented on how many meds I had on my list. I filled a bag today and that didn’t include them all. I told her I ran a satellite pharmacy.
On my way home, I stopped at a gourmet shop I like and bought no-sugar-added cranberries, and unsalted almonds. San Geraldo’s most recent banana bread is as good if not better than any he’s ever made. But it got me thinking about San Geraldo’s cranberry orange bread. Dare I ask? We have the cranberries
I again passed a shop that always interests me and, proud of my fortitude, I’ve never bought anything. The name alone makes me smile. Linguini Cheesecake. They don’t sell linguini, but they do sell cheesecake, and other sweet baked goods. I especially like the two figures standing inside the cafe, Ratatouille and Alfredo Linguini from the film Ratatouille.
I interacted with many pleasant people during my walk and came across many inconsiderate jerks that had me muttering to myself like an old Scrooge. I don’t think I said anything out loud and I have to remind myself that there were more pleasant than there were jerks.
SG and I had lunch while watching an episode from Season 4 of Fargo. We’ve been enjoying the dark humor of the series, and season 4 is excellent, although there’s not much humor. Sobering subject matter.
My mood this morning was in the pits. During and after my walk, it was elevated. It’s now headed to the pits again, but I think I’m simply tired. Time for a siesta and then I might consider doing something constructive around the house. But don’t hold me to it. I only said I might.
He vuelto con más fotos de mis paseos por Córdoba. La foto de arriba es el letrero de un salón de manicura ahora cerrado. De mal gusto, y me gusta. (Ese no era el nombre del salón). Caminé un par de horas esta mañana, bajé al río, subí varios tramos de escaleras para ver la vista desde lo alto de la Puerta Romana, recorrí el barrio judío, por la ciudad. Cuando salí de casa hacía 31°C/87°F. Cuando regresé, hacía 36°C/97°F. Ahora mismo hace 40°C/104°F y sigue subiendo.
En el camino paré en la farmacia para recoger mi última compra. Una nueva empleada comentó la cantidad de medicamentos que tenía en mi lista. Llené una bolsa hoy y eso que no los incluía todos. Le dije que tenía una farmacia satélite.
De camino a casa, paré en una tienda gourmet que me gusta y compré arándanos sin azúcar añadido y almendras sin sal. El último pan de plátano de San Geraldo está tan bueno, si no mejor, que cualquiera que haya hecho antes. Pero me hizo pensar en el pan de arándanos y naranja de San Geraldo. ¿Me atrevo a preguntar? Tenemos arándanos.
I again passed a shop that always interests me and, proud of my fortitude, I’ve never bought anything. The name alone makes me smile. Linguini Cheesecake. They don’t sell linguini, but they do sell cheesecake, and other sweet baked goods. I especially like the two figures standing inside the cafe, Ratatouille and Alfredo Linguini from the film Ratatouille.
Interactué con mucha gente agradable durante mi paseo y con muchos imbéciles desconsiderados que me hicieron murmurar para mí mismo como un viejo Scrooge. No creo que dijera nada en voz alta y tengo que recordarme a mí mismo que había más gente agradable que imbéciles.
SG y yo almorzamos mientras veíamos un episodio de la temporada 4 de Fargo. Hemos estado disfrutando del humor negro de la serie, y la temporada 4 es excelente, aunque no hay mucho humor. Temas serios.
Mi estado de ánimo esta mañana estaba por los suelos. Durante y después de mi paseo, mejoró. Ahora todo va de mal en peor, pero creo que simplemente estoy cansado. Es hora de una siesta y luego quizás me plantee hacer algo productivo en casa. Pero no me tomes la palabra. Solo dije que quizás.
• Me pregunto si le pagaron algo a Pixar Films. ¿No crees que Alfredo se vería genial en nuestra cocina?
• Me pregunto si Debra de She Who Seeks habrá conocido alguna vez a la Madre Tierra. Ella conoce a todas las diosas.
• Parroquia de San Hipólito. Su construcción comenzó en el siglo XIV y finalizó (en su mayor parte) en 1736. Esta es una de las iglesias de Córdoba que alberga los restos de los antepasados de San Geraldo.
• Marquesina de un antiguo salón de manicura. De mal gusto y me gusta. (Ese no era el nombre del salón).
• Él era considerable y me gustan los considerables. Estuve tentada.
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I’d have bought Substantial Cat in a heartbeat and then spent the day explaining it to Carlos.
I love the exterior of Saint Hippolytus Parish and the interior of Linguini Cheesecake.
That Cranberry Orange bread sounds heavenly. I make what’s a Cranberry Ginger Buckle at Christmas and took it to work with me to share and one of our younger employees that I had called it Cranberry Ginger Butthole.
Bob:
I never have to explain a purchase to SG. I didn’t even go inside to price the cat. Maybe I’ll go back. I’ve heard of plain old ginger, but cranberry ginger butthole is something else. Did your co-worker like it?
Loved it.
It was his first, um, buckle.
Bob:
But was it his first… um… well, you know…
That cat is very Botero.
I wouldn’t know where to even get cranberries here, so bravo to you for tracking some down! Cranberry orange bread sounds really good.
That’s who I was trying to think of! Thank you. Boud
It’s always impressive to be reminded of SGs celebrated ancestors. Amazing to know your family history that far back. Boud
Boud:
I still get very excited about the connections SG can make with past centuries. It somehow makes it more real for me.
Steve:
I knew the cat reminded me of something. Yes, Botero! It’s become easy to find dried cranberries here. But a bag of cranberries (like from Oceanspray) is unheard of. And when cranberries are in season, they cost a fortune at the produce markets for a little container. The cranberry orange bread is as good as it sounds.
Love the substantial cat and the baked goods look delicious. I love your last line about doing something constructive, I must remember that.❤️
Robin:
And, to be clear. I did not!
Mr. Substantial is a KEEPER!
You guys will have to start going to church(es) with all those remains scattered all over.
Yes, ‘Alfredo’ would great in your kitchen/dining room.
Jim:
I regularly go online to see what I can find in the large statue department. It was exciting when we lived in Sevilla because the preserved remains of SG’s 22-greats grandfather, Ferdinand III, are displayed in a marble, glass, gold, and silver tomb.
Those little pastries look intriguing. And the Mother giving birth to the earth. A far cry from the big daddy in the sky just materializing it out of ether.
ellen abbott:
Mother Earth does make more sense.
Oh yes, I recognize that representation of Mother Earth. She is the Great Goddess Gaia and that particular imagery is inspired by (i.e. copied from) “The Millennial Gaia” statue created in 1998 by Oberon Zell, a major figure in modern Neopaganism. I have an authorized copy of Zell’s figurine which I featured on one of my Full Moon Altars a couple of years ago:
https://shewhoseeks.blogspot.com/2024/04/april-full-moon-altar-gaia.html
Debra:
Of course you have a version of this. Somehow I missed that post. Yours is more pagan. I like it. We had acquaintances in Fuengirola who named their daughter Gaia.
Was he substantial in price?
Kelly:
I didn’t even go in to check, but I wouldn’t think so. Maybe I’ll go back.
If not, he should go back home with you.
That hot pink marquee reminds me of extreme close-up photos of hummingbird feathers or butterfly wings, almost pixilated. The gargoyle (or Green Man variant?) over the gate in Photo #1 is terrifying… it would make a good Halloween card.
Has SG ever made a cranberry lemon loaf? That’s a tasty combination too.
Tundra Bunny:
That face is terrifying. Wonder why it’s placed over the door of a church. Ooh, cranberry LEMON loaf sounds so good.
I love the absolute randomness of some of your wanderings around town. The nail bar vs the Renaissance church, the cakes versus the fat cat – love ’em all! Jx
Jon:
The best part for me (of many good parts) is the randomness.
Those cakes……me diabetic
Pure food porn
finlaygray:
Me diabetic, too. That’s why I take pictures.
Mother Earth. Gaia. Goddess.
All of those. Thanks for that image.
I love how you brought cranberries home to SG to perhaps nudge him into making his orange cranberry bread. That’s such a loving acknowledgement of how much you love it.
Mary Moon:
I actually usually have dried cranberries in the house to be added to my breakfast bowl. Cranberry orange bread would simply be a bonus.
Alfredo would look great in your kitchen, but is there enough room?
Kirk:
Plenty of room. But I can’t find him online.
You said you walked around the Jewish quarter….. Are there still any actual Jewish people living there?
Infidel753:
I’d have to knock on doors to find out and I don’t think that would be very appropriate. But the original Jews were all driven out or underground during the Inquisition.
I used to make a cranberry orange bread around Christmas time and it was really good. I haven’t made it in years though. Linguini cheesecake sounds like my kind of shop!
Michael:
SG used to bake mini loves of that and several other types as Christmas gifts for friends neighbors. I haven’t walked up to the counter at Linguini Cheesecake because I think that would be deadly.
Substantial Cat for the win!
There are times I miss living in an urban environment. I lived for a year off Harvard Square in Boston; did not need car. Walked, biked or took the subway everywhere. Had the round-robin of coffee shops, bars / restaurants and interesting stores to meander through, plus access to greater Boston. But I gradually moved into suburban climes in New York and Florida, then back to RI.
I laud your ability to adapt to the city life.
Rade:
We’ve lived mostly in urban environments. I have never been happy if I’ve been unable to walk around town all the time. Even Fuengirola was city living.
What an amazing place to walk, and yes the good people far outnumber the unkind.
David:
It was fine until I got down by the mezquita and all the tourists. Uf! But even then, I chatted with two young women tourists who were very pleasant.
Always nice to see a church with ancestral remains, esp. if they’re Gerry’s. There’s something about those Mother Earths (I don’t think I’ve ever pluralized that before) that’s just a bit creepy to my eyes. I also very much like the “Tacky and I like it”.
wickedhamster:
No churches anywhere with my family’s remains. I find most figurines in those new age shops a bit creepy.