Friday, December 10, 2010

La Abaceria

So after my day in Ronda I took a three hour bus to Seville to meet up with the boyfriend. He had been in London visiting a friend and we agreed it would be good to have him around to stave off all the sexy Latin men that were supposedly hounding me;) Unfortunately, I came down with what I thought was going to be a game changing cold. I was shivering, sick stomach, cold sweats...awful! I told Dave to go out with a friend we were meeting up with and that hopefully things would look up in the morning. Somehow, a higher power intervened, knowing how much this trip meant to me and I was up and rearing to go at 9 am.

Dave and I started with a stop at a churro stand. I made the mistake of not asking for a sprinkling of sugar on my packet and therefore made do with bland dough-y fried nuggets. We made up for it at lunch, however.

La Abaceria is a hole in the wall. But this hole in the wall made a damn good paella. The rice was a beautiful golden yellow, from the infusion of saffron and interspersed with a generous serving of chicken (only thing I could have done without), fish, shrimp, and chorizo. The color was a precursor for what turned out to be butter in my mouth! It was well worth the trip to Sevilla just for this dish (but the magnificent Alcazar was a close second:).

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