We've escaped the Great Maine Winter for a while and are hiding out in the south of Spain, a wonderful place full of street life, colorful shops and markets, historic buildings and friendly people, who cheerfully put up with my limited Spanish vocabulary.
After all the years of traveling to France, I can't help making comparisons. Surely the Spanish share the Mediterranean love of good food and eating. Unlike France, you can find something to eat here almost any time of day - that is, after 10 or so in the morning!
Well, there's no daylight till around 8 am, so even though there really are people heading out to work early, shops and bars and cafes don't really get going till midmorning.
So in various little places nearby we've sampled a local breakfast - coffee and toast - wonderful crusty Spanish 'baguettes', spread with tomato, dribbled with olive oil (more about the olives later). Mmm!