Nothing Like A Coffee And Some Time

I'm sitting on a lovely, ever-so-slightly battered brown sofa in my favourite bar (Cafe Cyrano) in Almería, my recently adopted 'big city', listening to my new favourite album ('Hey Mr Ferryman' by Mark Eitzel) with a cortado coffee and an orange juice. I've just put my car in for a service. Not a big deal... Continue Reading →

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Art Deco, Aluminium And A Bar In Madrid

Walking to the lovely Cafe San Gines in Madrid last week for their famous chocolate con churros, I was listening to one of my favourite bands The Aluminum Group. One of their songs is called 'Without Erté' and to be honest, I've never known what the title meant but always liked the mystery of the... Continue Reading →

Where Everybody Knows Your Name…

After seemingly years of spending time in anonymous (inter)national chain cafes, bars and restaurants, it's such a pleasure having your favourite place where everybody knows your name - though admittedly, Jason often causes a few challenges for the Spanish tongue... It doesn't matter whether it's for breakfast, lunch, dinner, tapas or just a coffee, the... Continue Reading →

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