I’ve already talke abuot my abnormal interest in this very important meal and
how those morning calories are hard to come by in Madrid. Well, given
that nobody here eats much in the morning, you might as well do as the
Madrileños do - that is, eat only un poco
. But where?...
Don’t get me wrong - I love Spanish food. In fact, I adore it.
I can’t get enough of all that cocido
, jamón serrano
and tortilla española
, so whenever I am in
Madrid, I basically eat in advance.
Madrid is a city where I can go to a sketchy diner, sit on a bar stool at the counter pretending to be a visiting American, take out a French novel from my pocket... and still
get friendly service along with a hearty, delicious
meal - all for less than 10 euros!
But that doesn’t help me solve the problem I encounter almost every morning.
My problem is breakfast...
To have a coffee in a literary setting that’s oozing atmosphere and tradition in Madrid requires almost no effort. Just walk to the Pasillo de Recoletos
, look for the address plaque that says “21” and open the door to Café Gijón.