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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