Good morning or afternoon, as the case may be. Here we are in rainy, rainy Spain. Although it practically killed me, we took a taxi today. !00% heavy rain predicted with high winds. Boohoo!
I walked around Negreira with my umbrella, or brolly as the Brits call it, passing this statue of a woman with two oxen. This is a rural farming area, and I took it as a tribute to the hard-working farm women. I could find nothing online to explain it.
We have seen numerous Black Friday Sales here. Our black Friday starts the day after Thanksgiving, but there is no Thanksgiving in Spain, at least not as we know it. Here, it started about a week later than ours. What fascinates me is that it is in English; otherwise, it would be called Nigra Viernes. Clearly, the Spanish have bought into our American consumerism.
Dennis and I headed to the bar for our happy hour wine, and they gave us each a bowl of pasta with seafood. I was not hungry since I ate a whole roll of Filipinos, my favorite cookie for lunch. Not so healthy, but dang, they tasted good. We played in a bridge tourney on line and scored terrible. Oh, well, the wine was good.
We started with our favorite ensalada mixta. Soooooo good because it is so fresh.
I had this succulent roasted chicken with the perfect gravy. It was so tender it fell off the bone. I love roasted chicken but it not something I do well. That is what they have Cosco for but this was a whole new level, roasted instead of rotisserie. Oh, and those little potatoes squares were much better than patatas. They were crunchy on the outside and soft on the inside fried in something real and tasty.
Dennis had fried hake but he eyeballed my chicken jealously through the whole meal. I did share a little bit, being the kindly wife who never finishes her dinner. In fairness, I love those salads and I had some bread so I wasn't starving when the entee came. I would have given him some anyway.
We both ordered the flan. I was tired of taking photos of ice cream cake - as much as I love it. This was coffee flavored and really good. Quite a compliment from someone who doesn't drink or like coffee. Not a moral thing just a taste thing.
So until tomorrow - Good night and sweet dreams.
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