Sunday, September 06, 2009


I love Spain.  Madrid was a dry 34°C on the day I arrived.

One of the things I love is that at nine o’clock at night the city is alive. It’s warm and people are out. I just want to wander and be out, and do nothing. It’s so pleasant; it feels like a perpetual fiesta.  Spaniards eat late.  Dinner at 10PM is the norm.

A common things to eat for breakfast are churros, often described as Spanish doughnuts.  They aren't much like doughnuts at all, but are indeed deep fried dough, extruded into finger thickness and looped into a teardrop, and then dipped in a pudding-like hot chocolate.  I ate the following morning at Maestro Churrero – the churros are crisp and not oily, and the chocolate is thick and not powdered.

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