The Missus really wanted to work off what we ate at Bar Bergara, even though we walked around Monte Urgell and all the way to Gros. So we walked into Centro and came across a nice park area; known as Plaza Gipuzkoa.
With beautiful landscaping, ponds, trees, and interesting white marble clock-table, surrounded by Neo-classical buildings, it made for a nice stop to stroll, people watch, and just enjoy the fresh air.
I'm sometime interested in statues you'll find in these parks. The one I saw here is for native son José María Usandizaga, a Basque Composer who succumbed to tuberculosis at the young age of 28.
The meteorological pergola (gazebo) was quite interesting as well. Though I really couldn't quite make out how it worked. It did keep me occupied for a while though.
We wandered a bit more through the street of "Centro"....doing some window shopping, the Missus considering a few purchases.
Until She'd had enough. It was time to walk back to the apartment.
So, we got back to the street where our apartment was located.....
And suddenly decided to make one more stop. This one was close by, just a few doors down at Casa Urola.
The upstairs area features a well regarded restaurant; but we decided to sit downstairs and have some pintxos.
We started with the Ensalada de Hongos, Pinones, en Idiazabal.
A nice refreshing salad; the light Idiabazal (this one didn't taste smoked) cheese bolstered by the pine nuts.
The Brocheta Pulpo y Papada (pork jowl fat) was amazing......
Tender octopus draped in pork fat......need I say more?
The Carrillera was passable. Man those potatoes had a texture of thick cream......
And no meal would be complete without some "Basque Butter" Foie Gras.
You'd think that after having Foie Gras for almost every meal; sometimes twice, we'd be getting tired of the stuff. Ummm.....no way! Nicely seared Mi Cuit with an almost jelly like interior. Decadent and delicious.
Along with a couple of beers (for me) and a "tinto" (for the Missus), this was a nice low keyed last meal in San Sebastian.
Casa Urola
Fermin Calbeton 20
San Sebastian, Spain
Our apartment was literally a few steps away from Casa Urola. Eating that last piece of Foie Gras, I was suddenly worried that we'd be marching back up Monte Urgull. But the missus only wanted to take a short walk, "to help digest" and all that.
While walking around we passed these two American "street kids" whom we first saw begging for money near Brexta Market. We later saw them partaking of the "cash crop" on Mount Urgull, and now they asked us for money the second time around. We acted like we didn't speak English or Spanish. It was time to go..........
But first, we had a nice Txakoli break.
While I couldn't get up to the pouring height of the really nice bartender at Bar la Cepa; Txakoli is a very dry, acidic, "fresh" wine that is traditionally poured from a height of about two meters to aerate the wine, creating bubbles, and reducing the carbon dioxide. It was a nice way to end our last evening in San Sebastian.
The next morning we headed to the train station. Instead of catching a cab or the bus the Missus (of course) chose to walk.
Actually, it was a nice walk. We had a cup of coffee in the train station, then caught the train to Hendaye, then Saint Jean de Luz.
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