On our way to Ribadesella, we made an intermediate stop at Llanes. There is a very useful but quite rough parking area for motor vans on the edge of town. Once parked and assembled we walked a circuitous route into town along the clifftops where there was some spectacular wave action against the cliffs. I wasn’t expecting such an opportunity and did not have my camera to play with its built-in ND filter function. Lose 10 points – should’ve known better.
We paused at a café for, yes, a coffee, where we could also watch the traditional art of high pouring sidra [cider] into glasses held much lower down. It was done behind a floor-standing shield device for protection. Spanish sidra is flat, rather like scrumpy, so it is poured about a yard above the glass to introduce some air (and spillage if the pourer is less than accurate). If they want it fizzy, why don’t they make it fizzy? Hmmm. Tradition, I suppose.
After coffee we were free to wander for a while and went In search of seafood for lunch. We found an interesting menu outside one restaurant and went in. Six of us sat at a table whereupon a waiter came over, opened one of the menus and proceeded to go through it deleting all the interesting stuff that had originally attracted us in, muttering “no possible”,“no possible”, “no possible”. We got up and walked out.
Three of our number chose to wend their way back, things proving too difficult. Eventually we three remaining musketeers, found another restaurant ostensibly offering zamboriñas [scallops] and rabas [squid] served with squid ink allioli. They don’t seem to call squid calamari in these parts. Happily this restaurant did actually have what its menu offered. We sat and enjoyed a very decent lunch, though at lunchtime they do seem to expect you to order a larger meal.
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