I know. I know. You’ve been to the mall 4,000 times in the past six weeks, And the grocery and the liquor store, the hardware store and the other grocery store; the one with that thing you like but the other store doesn’t have. So why read a blog about yet another market? Churros, my friends. Churros.
The village of Lubrin has a market on Wednesday and it’s a chance to see and be seen. Everyone, even school children selling raffle tickets, goes to the market on Wednesday morning. Who are we to skip out on the Must-Do event of the week? Nope, not going to miss out! We met our new expat friends Betsy and Warren for our first trip. Now we’ve seen a LOT of markets over the past year, but this one is is far and away the cutest!
You can get almost anything you want: clothes, music, shoes, outerwear, more shoes (there’s no shoe store in town, so if you want shoes you have to wait for them to come to you on Wednesdays!), plants, flowers, fruit, veg, meat, fish, olives, olives, more olives, roasted chickens and, yes, churros.
Walk with us:
Now on to the main event. Churros! I’ve never seen churros made in the wild before. I’ve occassionally been handed a cold bag of churros, which didn’t seem that exciting, and we had some disappointing ones in Barcelona, but when I saw the vat of boiling oil I knew we were in for a real treat.
Betsy and Warren brought us to the Churro Man and we got to watch the whole process start-to-finish… and now you can too:
If you watched the video you might notice that at the end the Churro Man asks in Spanish “Would you like sugar with your churros?” and you’ll hear a deep chorus of “Si!” When it was done, Aaron grabbed the sugar shaker and added a little more. Ooh-la-sugary-la! Can’t wait for next Wednesday. I know what we’re doing!