Roads & Kingdoms | The Next Bite Is Never Better Than the Last
Tell people you’re sojourning through Spain and Basque country, and all they want to talk about is the great food. It’s true. The pintxos, the Basque version of tapas, are amazing. I never thought baby eel on baguette (which looks like a heap of writhing white worms) would leave me wanting more.
But what to eat the next morning when you’re hungover from a night of €1 pintxos washed down with too many glasses of tinto?
In search of breakfast one morning, I decide to stroll into a café in San Sebastián. And by morning, I mean 10:45 am. Luckily, the Spanish are on the same schedule as me.