We’re in Portugal.
Current location: Coimbra.
Current occupation: eating. (I politely request that anyone who notices the food stuck in my teeth refrain from mentioning it).
This was today’s lunch, from a bar inside a food market. (I hope you been a good student of this blog and have noted that the best food is always to be found in the food stands inside of markets).
I had a cabbage stew and HOB had red fish and potatoes. For desert we shared rice pudding and chocolate mousse. It was all perfect and hearty and the people eating around us chatted, flirted and at one point the waitress did a little waltz with a customer.
For two plates of food, bread, wine, and the deserts: total bill €11.60.
The scenery is romantic and elegant with graceful proportions (and the town ain’t bad either).
I can find a Romanesque church anywhere.
Quick break to wash socks.
Well my internet keeps cutting out but I can’t leave without a word about the splendidly romantic style of music called Coimbra Fado. You may have heard of the Lisbon style, sung by women. In Coimbra the young men sing along with a special twelve sting guitar. When my technical problems clear up, you’ll be hearing more from me about this gorgeous (and UNESCO protected!) cultural practice.