A culinary difficulty in Spain is that, given a late and substantial hotel breakfast, one doesn’t feel hungry until mid-afternoon, by which time many cafes have shut up shop. Fortunately, El Atun was on a central street that seemed to house several cafes that were still open at that time of day, so we seized the opportunity while we could.
We sat on one of a few empty tables immediately outside in the street, and were served promptly. The tapas was appetising – I particularly enjoyed the chilled Andalucian tomato soup with bacon and egg. The accompanying cervezas were refreshing, and we were entertained by a little boy – a family member of the café owners it appeared – who intermittently got up to various kinds of harmless mischief around the café entrance, occasionally to the amused irritation of the older generation.
Suitably refreshed and rested, we eventually continued on our way. We would be happy to return to the café again.
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