Yeah, that stuff is all weird, msbelle. We've been here years, and there's still a good bit of, "Well, we hang out some, but we don't actually line up all that well." kind of friends. Like last night we went to the coffeeshop to hear a local band and some people we know from the Sat. church sat down with us. It was fun at first, and the one guy has these amazing Mafia stories from back in the day. And then they went all lunatic fringe and we had to pretend we couldn't hear them across the table. And the band retuned about eight times, which would have been fine if they hadn't shown up twenty minutes after the set was supposed to start.
Oh, and I am having the same burrito problem, but with enchiladas. Only enchiladas are worse because you make all of them at once, and so you totally can eat All The Enchiladas. But I'm going with the it's healthy plan. These have low sodium white beans, tomatoes, spinach, leftover rotisserie chicken, green chiles, and are made with low-fat evaporated milk. And cheese. Lots of cheese.
I gotta get with y'all for girls night soon. I miss everyone.
Definitely. R texted me last minute and KR joined us, and then I went over to R's place with Frankie and we talked past midnight.
Not a problem! Burritos are tasty and nourishing!
Oh, the problem is not in the burrito. The problem is in my ability to stop after eating an appropriate serving size.
And now I remember my chilaquiles plan for my leftover tostadas!
I'm getting excited for vw's wedding. I hope the stream works for me on my connection. I thought about driving into town for a faster connection, but it seemed weird to attend her wedding at a coffee shop, heh!
Super excited for vw! I actually know two people getting married today, which feels like a good omen.
Oh, also, I totally passed on sarameg's Madrid rec to someone else who is there right now. What's up with that?
Which was that? La Garnacha? Mmm, I miss that neighborhood. Seriously, I have no idea where to get coffee over here at 6:30 am! Eh, maybe my morning walk will land me back there.
Powernapped and went out at 9:30. Got grilled mushroomcaps with chorizo, olive oil, assorted spices (and bread, of course, to sop up the juice) at Meson de Champignon, of course, at the bar with the same verdujo that was the favorite in Segovia, which was also the grill. Then found a place where I could get vaca solomillo (my now favorite cut/raised. I may never eat any other kind again. Seriously, that tender I am spoiled) and crianza rioja. And then the Mercado where I had cava and a pistachio...I dunno. Like baklava, maybe, but not really? It was perfectly not-too-sweet.
All these places were crazy crowded, which normally, I avoid. But hey, pushing my limits here! Pushed myself to the fore and ate crammed between too many for that space at the bar. Hell, at the Mercado, I'd been shepherding in those too timid.
Observations: the police presence is...present. More noticeable than even my beleaguered Baltimore. It might be the Legoland/Playmobile colors, it might just be because their tendency to bursting into a pedestrian area at random with the
wah-wah-wah.
Of course, I was reminded today of the Atocha bombings, as that's the station I had to buy tickets at, and will be leaving from tomorrow morning. The security presence is visible. And yet no security theater, whaddya know?
When they came into the plaza this evening (I was watching various street performers) I also noted the quick exit (as in flat out running) of many street hawkers with their tarps rigged to gather their goods up quickly. And then there was the contrast of the tourist crowds that teem in Plaza Mayor during the day, and the homeless carefully constructing their cardboard shelters beneath the covered walkways come 11 pm.
OK, gonna try to sleep. I'll wake up no matter what, but this place's doors have no sound insulating qualities, so I hear everyone who goes down the hall. And their echos.
I've got the feed, but it's sideways!
I'm hoping someone just has the camera down and it's going to be picked up when things start.
