on toast. one of my favorite things. amazing. dried tuna flavor packed like tuna prosciutto. some olive oil. extra virgin from granada. it s spicy. and bitter. that s good. so good. spain is a beautiful country. we re not even eating yet and it s good. pate. oh, sweet. want mas. that is like the best thing in the world. you want to eat this? the whole thing? this? yeah. chocolate. this is the chocolate of the gods. some grilled octopus, and sea bream, some nice pork tenderloin and my personal favorite a particularly delicious morcilla,
it s their medallions of particular christ images that adorn the bar. and frankly, they re kind of bumming me out. maybe it s just me, but when i m getting a nice late morning buzz, i don t particularly want jesus looking down at me from, like, everywhere. how drunk can you get here? don t you feel a little guilty for getting really drunk here? of course. morcilla. this is one of my favorite things. this is your favorite thing. try it. it s amazing. gaze away disapprovingly all you like, jesus. i am happy now. overlooking granada, the hillside of sacramonte is riddled with caves, many of them older than anyone even remembers. spanish gypsies have lived here in caves turned homes like this
adorn the bar. and frankly, they re kind of bumming me out. maybe it s just me, but when i m getting a nice late morning buzz, i don t particularly want jesus looking down at me from, like, everywhere. how drunk can you get here? don t you feel a little guilty for getting really drunk here? of course. morcilla. this is one of my favorite things. this is your favorite thing. try it. it s amazing. gaze away disapprovingly all you like, jesus. i am happy now. overlooking granada, the hillside of sacramonte is riddled with caves, many of them older than anyone even remembers. spanish gypsies have lived here in caves turned homes like this for hundreds of years.
tuna prosciutto. some olive oil. extra virgin from granada. it s spicy. and bitter. that s good. so good. spain is a beautiful country. we re not even eating yet and it s good. pate. oh, sweet. want mas. that is like the best thing in the world. you want to eat this? the whole thing? this? yeah. chocolate. this is the chocolate of the gods. some grilled octopus, and sea bream, some nice pork tenderloin and my personal favorite a particularly delicious morcilla, fresh blood sausage. yes?
insignia, and so on. it s their medallions of particular christ images that adorn the bar. and frankly, they re kind of bumming me out. maybe it s just me, but when i m getting a nice late-morning buzz, i don t particularly want jesus looking down at me from, like, everywhere. how drunk can you get here? don t you feel a little guilty for getting really drunk here? of course. morcilla. this is one of my favorite things. this is your favorite thing. try it. it s amazing. gaze away disapprovingly all you like, jesus. i am happy now. overlooking grenada, the hillside of sacramonte is riddled with caves, many of them older than anyone even remembers. spanish gypsies have lived here in caves turned homes like this for hundreds of years.