Seville Snapshots: Costaleros Practicing for Holy Week
The capataz knocks once. As if mechanically, the 40-off men beneath the wooden structure heave together, resting on their heels, hands gripping the wooden beams above their heads. A second…
El Mercadillo el Jueves
"Vengaaa, José, I prefer to lose a little money on a friend than sell it to someone who won't enjoy it as much for far more." Luis sells books every…
Tapas Thursday: Sampling La Brunilda
I have visited so many places whose names ring famous, and usually have felt like something was missing. When it comes to food, I'm beginning to have high expectations. In…
Seville Snapshots: Christmas Lights in Seville
Seville is the type of gal who doesn't really need to get gussied up - she's stunning enough on her own. But La Hispalense (she even has a fancy name)…
Seville Snapshots: The Ceramic Benches of the Plaza de España
I adore Plaza de España. It was here in 2005 that I sat on one of the ceramic benches and journaled about studying abroad. Eight years later, I've made countless…
Tapa Thursdays: Castañas
cred where cred's due I never knew that 'chestnuts roasting on an open fire' was actually a thing until moving to Seville. When the weather turns crisp (which finally happened…