It's Like We Know What We Are Doing

September 5th - 7th I could write faster about our trip.  But honestly, I am much too tired to do so.  Ok.  Strike that.  I'm much too lazy to do so.  You know, you get back to the grind.  Even if the grind is coming home and collapsing into a heap on the couch while you burn through the DVR that is exploding in amazing ways. Then again, maybe I don't know how exactly to write about San Sebastián. Or both. As I look back, the main reason we were in San Sebastián was for the food.  The glorious, glorious food.  And I've already told most of the food stories already.  Not all, but most.   So how do I tell the story about San Sebastián??  Photos, mostly. Our last day in San Sebastián, we walked up the boardwalk to the main area of the city.  We didn't do much.  We just walked.  We just soaked in the city.  And the sun.  *sigh*  I miss the sun. On our way to the city center...

September 6th, 2015 It wasn't easy to get here.  There's a whole post about it coming up.  Or maybe there might not be.  I have one written, but  even a month later, the experience of the afternoon is still kind of raw.  There were issues with directions and Jane, the GPS.  There was a road that went nowhere and a scene straight out of The Office .  But at the end of the journey was a restaurant.  We were always going to make it here.  Even if it took us all day. Extebarri is another restaurant on San Pellegrino's Top 50 list.  This restaurant, like Arzak the day before, was an event.  And it was inevitable we were going to do this. Well, it was kind of inevitable.  We talked about the restaurants in San Sebastian.  It was probably after watching Bourdain in Spain.  Adele texted me asking how I felt about Extebarri.  I remember watching Mario Batali and Gwyneth Paltrow (or Mark Bittman and Claudia Ba...