We finally found Eslava the
restaurant everyone here says the food is very good. Being a Sunday it was
especially crowded so we ducked out and went to our regular spot. We had asked
for the bill, received it, and the waiter “who almost knows our name” gave us a
beer and a wine on the house. Really, what more could you ask?
A group of ten older folk
came and sat next to us, with moving of tables and moving of people in seats it
seemed to take ten minutes for them to get settled. The women’s hair were all
dyed and they and their gentlemen were all dressed nicely. They ordered
platters and shared.
Sunday seems to be when
everyone dresses up, probably for church, as a child I had to. About four years
of age I insisted I was ready to dress myself, Mom let me. We go to church for
her to notice I’d not put on my knickers! Back home, don the underwear and back
to church.
Along with dressing up;
little girls wear bows in their hair and dresses, little boys have their hair
carefully combed and sometimes wear short pants with a blazer. This does not
stop them from playing soccer or chasing pigeons in the square. I remember if I
was dressed in my “Sunday best” I wasn’t allowed to romp about in case I’d ruin
my clothes. Wasn’t too much fun to be dressed up frankly. In my career I had to
wear suits to work and look appropriate for an office environment. Perhaps
that’s why I don’t dress up so much now, I don’t have to and I like it this
way!
Walked around different
neighbourhoods again, found more churches, found the shopping district with the
chain stores, boring… However there were a few owner operated stores mixed in
and that was interesting. One store sold pens from all over the world and
priced from low to hundreds of euros. Great to see the selection and where they
all came from. Many more flamenco oriented shops with the accessories like
combs, mantillas and fans, so colourful!
With Ivan’s help I am
starting to figure out a menu better. Also when I see something on someone
else’s plate that looks good I will point to it and order. Then I’ll point to
my now empty plate and point it out on the menu to the waiter to see if I’m
correct. It is a bit unorthodox but
works for me and just another way to learn the language. As I have said, a
person cannot be shy about asking for things in a country where you don’t speak
the language.
A cool day but good for Bruce
walking and we walked our feet off, all the way to Alcazar Palace Lion gate but
not inside, yet.
A mime pretending to play tennis, he holds position for a long time before doing another. |
Firstly though we stopped in at our neighbourhood fruit and
veggie stall and bought more lovely oranges. They had fresh picked
strawberries! So I smelled them, yum, then the proprietor gave me one, even
more yum, of course we bought some. Got them back to the flat and they are
enormous and super delicious! Yum about ten times over!
Bruce got his glasses fixed
or adjusted to allow him to see properly, and we just walked, taking streets we
hadn’t been on before. We did identify where we had stayed on our previous trip
to Sevilla and Bruce felt good about that, gave him another reference point. So
many plazas, you don’t walk too far without running into another one. After a
couple of stops for lunch and a drink we started home. Got a bit lost, not
completely turned around, just unfamiliar streets, headed in the right
direction, but not the most efficient way to get there. I always think, well
we’ve just learned another way to go and have seen more of the city. Did get
chilled though so were glad to return to the flat.
Ivan's description of our proposed day.
Ivan's description of our proposed day.
CALLE
FERIA: OLD FLEA MARKET AND FOOD MARKET
11.30:
DEPARTURE
VISIT
TO FLEA MARKET: It’s one of the oldest traditions from the city, still done in
the old way. It’s a small flea market where you can find, books, pieces or art,
collection pieces, clothing, and whatever may come to your mind.
13.30
(around): visit to the oldest food market (still working) in Seville. It has a
place to eat inside, where you visually pick the fish you want to eat. Very
unique and authentic vibe.
15.30-16.00h: Today a tour of Sevilla neighbourhoods with Ivan our guide. We started off at the flea market. Absolutely everything available there except maybe toilet paper and food, more on that in a bit. Lined along the closed off street. Ivan said some of the stuff being sold might be “hot” but in general not.
On to a palace Palacio Marqueses
de la Algaba where a religious sales exhibition was being held with all manner
of things for the Holy Week called Semana Santa in April around Easter.
Ignore me here, look at the palace, it's beautiful! Ivan's picture |
Much of
it was hand made and gold plated. Ivan said some rosary beads are made with
rose petals and smell for years. There were white elaborate flower arrangements
carved in wax, too many things to mention but all beautiful. It had a lovely
courtyard and museum of ancient artifacts from excavations under the city
streets.
Palace courtyard garden, booths encircled the outskirts of it. |
Next the tour turned into a
foodie one, yum! Tour of a large food market that has been there for centuries
but, like many shops had been closed and refurbished in the 90’s.
Ivan's picture of the food market |
The entire
neighbourhood had become dangerous in the ‘80’s with many muggings, prostitutes
and generally not a good place to be. It has been cleaned up and often seen
cops make sure it stays that way. I was told by our neighbour to leave my purse
at home so lined my pockets with necessities but didn’t need to. It’s a safe
place now, still a large city so, as always I am careful, and we enjoyed our
walk around it immensely.
Further walk around the
neighbourhood with a stop at Gonzalo Molina, yes I took a napkin so I would get
the name right. It is a neighbourhood bar that tourists like us would normally
not be in or have the chance to experience, shame, but also appropriate. It’s
interior was crowded with pictures, books, antiques of all sorts which maybe weren’t
antique when they were installed.
Cruzcampo is the most popular beer here, the fellow below is a famous bull fighter |
The ceiling was nearly ready to fall but had
been shored up because if they had to re-build it wouldn’t have the same vibe.
We had the specialty of the house fried grouse. Most heavenly! Took many
napkins and tasted absolutely wonderful. One grouse per person, they are small
birds after all, positively yum!
Waiting for it to cool some, Bruce couldn't |
More walking through the
streets and Ivan points out buildings, history of both the neighbourhood and
Sevilla.
Outside the food market, typical streetscape |
Next stop is at another non-tourist place that specialized in cod or
bacalao in Spanish called Bodega Mateo. (yes, Ivan, I wrote the name on a
napkin) The owners are deaf but that certainly doesn’t affect their cooking! We
had tapas, all seafood and each was so very well done. Also had a dry sherry
that tasted great and really complemented the seafood. Ivan said it made you
feel “even” when drinking it with that food, right he was. Batter on the cod
was much like tempura which apparently started in Spain or Portugal and went to
Japan. The decorative fans from Spain also went to Japan to be used by Geisha.
The proper way to eat
garbanzo beans here: you bite off the end and slide the middle into your mouth,
discard the skin. I’ve seen it done and wondered why, because the skins are
quite tough, but I could eat them either way, they are put in a brine, are fat
free and a lovely alternative to olives.
Walked to Alameda da Hercules
to have a coffee, it’s a very large paved park with water coming out from the
pavement, which would be cooling in the summer heat. Read about it here. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/La_Alameda,_Seville A storm blew in and blew
us inside to wait it out for a few minutes. Ten minute walk to the flat and
Ivan came in to meet Lexi, and talk about two more tours with him.
As you can probably tell, we
feel blessed to have been given the opportunity to have Ivan as our guide! Thank
you Pepe for your recommendation. Ivan understood immediately how we like to
travel and accommodates to our wishes while providing valuable information and
giving us a look into the real Sevilla. He does not, however, have good luck
with restaurants he’s planned to take us to, another closed today, it has become
a joke with us. The backup always works though and we enjoy the look on his face when we get there and it’s
closed. He says: “OH No! Hitting of forehead, “well, I’ll take you to this
other favourite of mine… “ Again, if you
ever come to Sevilla you will want him as a guide to get off the tourist routes
to see and really experience the culture here. Ivan's contact information is on the previous post.
We're off to Cadiz on Sunday so will post from there. Cheers, Bx2 & Lexi Cat
I forgot to explain how a bill is often totalled here. They use wet chalk, write the purchase price on the bar, add it up and show the total. No paper involved and often verbal. Once paid it just gets wiped off. Recycling at its best! From Bev
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