In 2014, when Olivia and I stayed in Spain for a month with our grandmother, we had visited El Chorro. It is an incredible natural area full of spectacular mountains and sapphire-blue lakes. I have honestly never seen bluer water. We all gaped at our surroundings as we drove in, then stopped at a train station to figure out where to go within the natural area. Olivia and I suggested that we go to a restaurant overlooking one of the bright lakes, where there was access to mountain trails. We all went there and hiked around a bit, taking pictures of the view. Olivia and I spotted a few Pied Flycatchers, which was the first time we had seen them this trip. We also saw a Chaffinch, which we showed Mama and Daddy. I always find that I appreciate nature even more when I am sharing it with others.
Time for dinner! We ate at the restaurant that Olivia and I had remembered from the last trip, called El Mirador. Olivia got fried eggplant drizzled with honey, which, I kid you not, tasted like the best French toast I've ever had. Daddy got bread crumbs in garlic olive oil, studded with bits of rich jamón serrano and covered with a fried egg. Mama ate fries and asparagus with alioli, and though that sounds plain, the flavors were far from bland. I had a spectacular mango, apple, and goat cheese salad. In the middle of the mixed greens was a whole wheel of goat cheese, whose sides were caramelized to a crispy brown. Walnuts rounded off the dish perfectly. Once done with our decadent meal, off we drove to Setenil de las Bodegas.
El Caminito del Rey, a tiny footpath and bridge on the cliff and across this gorge
My dad's meal
Isn't this a piece of art?
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