Ode to Spanish Olive Oil

We weren’t in Spain long enough to quite get the hang of restaurant timetables.  Every time we stepped into a cafe or saddled up to the bar, we were met with the sad news that the kitchen was currently closed – we’d get cold tapas, if anything.  (But this is not all bad.  This is how I came to know Spanish potato salad.)   Oh, siesta….  Between that and the death hike from Deia, we lost a few pounds on the luna de miel.  A wine diet also works wonders.

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