The Eleven O’Clock Dad had hears about a chocolate and churros place of mythical proportions, in the San Andreu district. Naturally, we go there. Good chocolate and churros are a tad bit trickier to find than you might think. It’s not the churros that prove challenging–virtually anyone can do those tastily. It’s the chocolate. It’s got to be the right consistency–thick but not pasty. And it’s got to have the right proportions of bitter to sweet.
A churro mustache: just right for the girl who values style as well as taste . . .
Mr. Eleven O’Clock weighs in. Um-hmm. Yep. It’s all working.
No one does good churros and chocolate like the Spaniards. Dip. Crunch. Proceed straight to heaven.
And don’t forget your napkin. (You’ve got a little, on the corner of your mouth. Just there . . .)
Also! We’re road tripping tomorrow!–off to Valencia, down the coast. I’ll see you here on Wednesday, con mucho gusto.