Spirits from the Past
September 23rd 2015 There is an apartment in Seville. It is at the end of the callejon, past the tiny bodega where they have futbol and cups of good wine. The tiny alley is narrow and the smell of food drifts from the kitchens of the houses that line it. The days of the fish stew are the best with intense aromas that yield a mixture of sweet and sour. At the end of the alley you find a heavy framed metal gate with ar
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Tara Cloud
Memories....
Fabulous photos and such vivid descriptions of the wonders, history and gastronomy of one my favorite cities! How lovely to be there when the summer crowds have gone, and you locals have tapas town to yourselves. Your plaza sounds sweet, and how great that the sun doesn't come up until at 8, so you can have a magical stroll in the cool morning. The second time I stayed there was with a family who had a passion for tapas. They ordered and I savored delicacies this picky eater never thought I'd like. So many surprises in Seville!