After lunch it was time to enjoy siesta and continue exploring Marbella. Which consisted of lounging in the warm sun and stretching a bit...
...over some chilled wine.
The local governance has actually tried to cancel siesta as it's considered to "significantly reduce the productivity of the employees". What do you think the stubborn, fiercely proud people of Andalusia did? Fought back for tradition they love. And so it continues!
The local governance has actually tried to cancel siesta as it's considered to "significantly reduce the productivity of the employees". What do you think the stubborn, fiercely proud people of Andalusia did? Fought back for tradition they love. And so it continues!
If you're a fan of Salvador Dali, you might want to check out the free exhibition that is Avenue Del Mar close next to the beach - a promenade decorated with his sculptures.
The beach offered some art too. Remember the sand art in Fuengirola? Well, somebody decided to push the boat out even further...
As the afternoon continued to slide by, it was time to retire to the terrace and enjoy some more wine (and tapas!). This time our weary feet took us to San Lazaro street. The relaxed atmosphere along with the sound of La Vie en Rose in the background was a perfect way to end our day.
This place,too, immediately won me over with the warm welcome we received. Cigarettes in Spain can only be purchased in tabac shops or in vending machines in establishments holding a special license. Most of the restaurant don't have the license, so as I was asking if there was a machine the waiter apologized and instantly proceeded to offer me cigarettes from his own pack.
This place,too, immediately won me over with the warm welcome we received. Cigarettes in Spain can only be purchased in tabac shops or in vending machines in establishments holding a special license. Most of the restaurant don't have the license, so as I was asking if there was a machine the waiter apologized and instantly proceeded to offer me cigarettes from his own pack.
We had old classics: pimientos rellenos (this time stuffed with spinach and tuna) and boquerones al limon.
I was intrigued by what looked like a big pot of Fabada Asturiana, but wrong I was. It wasn't fabada. It was callos con garbanzos. This time (linguistical) ignorance was a bliss - that's chick peas for you and me. With TRIPE.
You might remember how in Turkey I tried to keep an open mind but failed to fall for tripe. It's pungent aroma, reminiscent of a cowshed on a hot summer's day, just turned out to be too much. This dish on the other hand... delicate, tender, meaty... Ay caramba, I'm sold!
You might remember how in Turkey I tried to keep an open mind but failed to fall for tripe. It's pungent aroma, reminiscent of a cowshed on a hot summer's day, just turned out to be too much. This dish on the other hand... delicate, tender, meaty... Ay caramba, I'm sold!
Now... where am I going to source some tripe...?
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