I have cat photos. Delicious.
Food photos. Delectable.
Scenic photos. Delightful.
But we were out the other night in Benalmádena and I spotted something that eclipsed them all.
|THE LAST WORD IN FASHION.|
It seems a day out on the town, any town, is not complete without us stumbling upon a really great restaurant. After Mariposario de Benalmádena (Benalmádena’s Butterfly Park, see two previous posts), we continued another 5 minutes into Benalmádena Pueblo (the old village). Having only been there once before (click here for my first visit), I was familiar with only one little cafe, so we parked the car and began to head downhill through town.
It was a quiet and gloriously sunny winter day already past 2:00, which meant even the stores that might be open this time of year were closed for siesta. We thought, before settling down to lunch, we’d check out Plaza de España, a charming historic plaza. There were a couple of nice-looking restaurants. We chose the second one we came to, Restaurante Plaza.
It was warm enough in the sun to enjoy a meal out on the terrace, but the cloud of cigarette smoke hovering all around decided us to head inside. We headed up some stairs to a room with terraced windows that looked out onto another street. Service was a pleasure and the menu was varied and unusual. We each chose our own three tapas and we were definitely not disappointed.
|HAMBERGUESA DE CHIVO
|MUSHROOMS AND STUFF… (I CAN’T REMEMBER WHAT
IT WAS CALLED, BUT IT WAS REALLY GOOD).
|CRUJIENTE DE SALMON, QUESO DE CABRA, Y BOK CHOI.
(CRISPY SALMON WITH GOAT CHEESE.)
SALMON WASN’T CRISPY, JUST PASTRY IT WAS WRAPPED IN.
Numbers in another language can sometimes cause confusion. San Geraldo ordered his tapas by number. Cuatro (Four), Once (Eleven), and Diez y Cinco (supposed to be, but not, Fifteen). Since he was pointing to the items as he ordered, the waiter nodded and took down the information. When Judy ordered, she followed San Geraldo’s lead and requested Diez y Cinco. The waiter was a bit further away. He hesitated and looked at me. I said she didn’t want both Diez y Cinco (Ten and Five), she wanted Quince (Fifteen). The waiter laughed. San Geraldo laughed. And Judy said, “Well, that’s what I get for following Jerry’s lead!”
|RESTAURANTE PLAZA, PLAZA DE ESPAÑA,
|HEADING BACK TO THE CAR.
THE SCENIC ROUTE, A DIEZ-Y-CINCO–MINUTE WALK.
The four stages of a butterfly: Egg, Caterpillar, Chrysalis, Butterfly.
(Click the images for a butterfly’s eye view.)
|ENTRANCE TO THE BUTTERFLY PARK (MARIPOSARIO), BENALMÁDENA.|
|CATERPILLARS AND EGGS (RIGHT)|
|DOCENT MARINA HOLDING A CHRYSALIS.
(NOTE THE BUTTERFLY WING SHOWING THROUGH THE SURFACE).
|ADORNED (BY NATURE) WITH GOLD BEADING.
IT WOULD MAKE A GREAT PENDANT.
|IT DARKENS WHEN THE BUTTERFLY IS CLOSE TO EMERGING.|
|A DIFFERENT TYPE OF BUTTERFLY.|
|ON ITS MAIDEN VOYAGE, THIS YOUNG BUTTERFLY
DECIDED TO IMMEDIATELY REST AND DRY OFF ON JUDY’S HEAD.
THEY WERE INSEPARABLE FOR ABOUT 15 MINUTES.
It’s been a long time since we paid a visit to Mariposario de Benalmádena (Benalmádena’s Butterfly Park) just 10 minutes away by car (I guess it helps to have a car), so for Judy’s last day in Spain yesterday (she’ll be back in several months), we drove over and then went to lunch in Benalmádena Pueblo (the old village another 10 minutes away). I’ll share more of the park and pictures from our exceptional lunch. Today, it’s just butterflies. (Click the images to see the flying flowers.)
|ONE BUTTERFLY, CONSTANT MOTION.|
May the wings of the butterfly kiss the sunAnd find your shoulder to light on,
To bring you luck, happiness and richesToday, tomorrow, and beyond.— Irish blessing
We took the train (an 11-minute ride), in the pouring rain, into Benalmádena Sunday to meet friends Kristina and Matti for lunch. On our ride out of our neighborhood, as we passed the Roman ruins (click here) park down below, I noticed that the Roman Baths were filled with water. How exciting! It looked like they were back in business! And by my way of thinking, we live on “the continent,” so these must be the “Continental Baths.” (If you’ve never heard of the other Continental Baths, click here.)
Our usual morning coffee stop, El Jazzy Bar, is located right on the edge of the ruins park and, since El Jazzy is closed Mondays, I decided to check out “The Baths” Tuesday morning only to discover that they were no longer abubble. One pool had some water, but my favorite round pool had drained.
Then I noticed that the Roman fish salting factory also appeared to be back in business. Well, maybe not back in business. But there’s lots of water. It’s a start.
|THE ONLY POOL STILL HOLDING WATER.|
|MA FAVORITE POOL. FILLED SUNDAY. EMPTY TUESDAY.|
|WAITING FOR THE FISH TO BE DELIVERED?|
Bette Midler at the Continental Baths, New York City, 1971. (That’s Barry Manilow on the piano.)
They’d come to the Fuengirola Baths if only the baths would hold water!