Up to the main shopping area, across the main square with our proud horseman, down towards the Roman Ruins and The Church of St. Peter's for a delicious, delicious, I think my favourite meal of plate after plate of fluffily fried prawns and glasses of light reflecting fino. Perfect mix. Prawns piping hot, fino icily cold. Prawns served with a dish of mayonnaise. I don't like fried food but this was perfectly cooked. The place was down a side street on the left after the main square, called La Garda? Guida? There's a tiny bar at the front, go through a doorway at the back on the right into a tiny two room restaurant, like a greasy spoon. All sorts of people, students, middle age, old age. All mixing and talking. Can't remember how may plates of prawns we ordered, but we had three finos each. Thirty euros. Fab. And brillinat waiters as is the norm here. Black trousers, white shirt, black jumper. Not young.
The tables had a little bell to press on the wall that rang at a box by the bar, so the waiters knew who needed attention. Service was swift and efficient. Piping and wires open to see on the ceiling and walls. Looks like it needs rewiring. Brilliantly run.
And stroll back through the old town in the dark.
Good night Cordoba. Thank you X
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