A Local's Reminder of why I'm in Spain . . .

About three posts back I had mentioned that one day while walking the streets of Sevilla (this was my first day here), I was craving a cup of coffee and spotted of all things a Starbucks coffee. So I walked in and ordered a Grande Coffee Americano to take away. I was walking back to the apartment to finish unpacking when I nice local stopped dead in his tracks when he saw be coming with my Grande size cup of Starbucks Coffee. Although I didn't completely understand everything he said I picked up a little and deduced that he was giving me a lecture on buying an American cup of coffee when there were cafes with probably better coffee and he referred to the cafe we were standing in front of. He asked where I was and I said California and that did not excuse me from my mistake. He went on with his lecture. I felt like a Schmuck! I mentioned it on my blog and both Girasoli and Annie thought it was funny. I did too!

Every since that wonderful encounter, I have had my morning breakfast across the street at one of the local cafes (called Bar Los Principes). So as you can see that very kind local taught me a very good lesson and one in which I really appreciate. And it was pretty funny at the same time. :)

I learned about this typical Andalucian breakfast from Maria on Slow Travel. It is a toasted bread with olive oil and tomato sauce on it and it is so delicisious. And as you can see there is a nice cup of delicious Spanish coffee next to my breakfast . . .


Tortilla Espanola (ie. Spanish Omelette) at El Rey Moro Restaurante located 8-Barrio de Santa Cruz. It was so good . . .



Great Churros Stand very near to my apartment, the owners are so friendly. Let's just say I paid a visit on more than one occassion . .