A Postcard A Day - Tuesday 28 August 2018 - T for cakes and cards

Good morning lovely peeps,

Are you ready for the T-Party? Head over to Elizabeth and Bluebeard's Altered Book Lover with a blogpost that has a beverage in it. 

I will come to my beverage later, but first a few postcards:

This one is on its way to Canada. She wanted a card that reflected the culture of my country, so this is an image of the tiled facade of a restaurant in madrid that we visited. It features a (rather miserable looking) bull fighter.
I looked on Google to see if I could find a photo of the restaurant:

 Two very bad ones (sorry).

The second card is also about culture, Andalusian culture. Flamenco is still very much in the heart of the people. I hear nothing else from morning till evening. (It's awful when badly done).

The dancers are beautiful in their pretty dresses and magnificent posture. Every fiesta time the girls walk dressed like this, even little ones and I love seeing it. 

This next card was handed to me by friends of ours who had just been on holiday with their two boys to the beach. They had remembered that I love postcards and had bought me one of the place they were staying. Bless them. 

San Juan de los Terreros is on the coast, an hour and a half drive from here. It looks lovely, doesn't it.

Now for my culinary shinanigans: August is a busy month. Lots of parties and dinners out. Our Danish neighbours are back (they are here only part-time). They invited us to dinner. As it's still very hot here, I made a cheese cake. I even found some cherries in syrup in the pantry for decoration.

 This is the result. It was very yummy. And here is my drink (red wine this time).

The other day our elderly neighbour Serafín, brought me a pile of plums. 

I didn't want to make jam, as we still had loads. So I made cakes. I must have made 4 large ones. This is the last one. I have taken one to a party and the rest is in the freezer as this particular cake freezes well.

 Then the other day I remembered I had spare ribs in the fridge, so this weekend we cooked this on our little travel BBQ. I was really looking forward to it and had marinaded it since the night before in my favorite smoky sauce.

But it was such a disappointment when it came to eating it! It was the wrong cut! There was a bone along the side attached to the ribs and there was hardly any meat on it! Look at my plate. I have finished but all that is left is bones and I am still hungry.  I had not made many side dishes, just a bit of salad. But I had opened a nice bottle of rosé....

We consoled ourselves with a large piece of plum cake!

OK, enough now. I will stop.

Have a good week, 
Happy T-Day,
Lisca