pyjama game

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So my lovely across the street neighbours Antonio and Ana are back! After having spent most of the pandemic in a small beach village to avoid contact with lots of people. Now they are vaccinated and back home. But OMG imagine my horror when I heard “Hola Shawn!” as I was sitting at my desk, balcony doors flung open, wearing my crappy PJs (the ones I work out in because “hey nobody can see me!”, not the other nicer ones that I can actually receive deliveries in) and I had to step out onto the balcony to say hello looking like god knows what (hair a mess, no makeup). I think I need to up my pyjama game, even on days when I’m not going anywhere.

distraction therapy

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Yes, more brown food and one of my specialities – the fridge forage. Today’s was frozen pork & beef meatballs cooked with sweet onions, garlic, portobellos, amontillado… buttery mash with wilted baby spinach on the side. Took me about two hours to do this and it totally saved me. Because I woke up this morning not sure how I was going to get through another day, as in what the fuck was I going to do with all those hours. So I did a bit of this and that, realised I wasn’t able to go out, and then decided to COOK SOMETHING. In the end I got to do something creative, share it on my social media (yes, I’m one of those) and also have a tasty meal. By then I was calmer and could settle down with Morcilla to do a bit of Netflixing. Somehow it’s now almost time for bed, again, and then it will be tomorrow, again. Wish me luck!

adiós bodega san josé

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I wish this would stop. I mean, I know nothing lasts forever but there are just too many wonderful tapas bars shutting down. The latest tragic loss is the amazing Bodega San José, which I really only got to know a few years ago. This time it’s a combination of landlord greed and Covid that made the Bueno family decide to shut its doors after almost 80 years, though the bar itself is much older. When the family first came to Sevilla from Santander they opened a few locations, the first one being El Punto in Puerto Osario, which closed in 2007. Bodega San José was the last one standing.

Anyhow, I just found out about this today after that lovely photo of Nicolás Bueno and his mother Rosario (who worked in the bar until the final day, making her amazing boquerones en vinagre) popped up this morning in my Instagram memories and so I put it up in my Stories. Then I got a message from someone telling me the bar was about to close. In fact, the final day of the lease is April 30th but then I found out the bar stopped functioning on the 18th. I had just been there a couple of days before and was happy to see Rosario there, but nobody mentioned anything about closing. So this has come as quite a shock today. I went over to see for myself and saw the doors shuttered and everything gone from the outside, the signs, everything. So much loss this past year.