Today we made a return trip to Porto for a full-day tourist extravaganza. Having just now arrived at our lodgings (it’s nearly 23:00), I’m too tired to post all that I want to, so this will have to suffice:
The famous Francesinhas! Yes, we had them at Regaleira, and they were every bit as good as advertised. (Confidential to Paulo: “Healthy snack”? I think not!)
This is a toasted sandwich (you can see the crust of the bottom piece of bread through the hole in the melted cheese) with three layers of meat inside: sausage, a slice of ham, and a slice of either pork or beef steak. The whole sandwich is covered in cheese and popped into the broiler, then served sitting in a lake of special sauce, which apparently varies from one restaurant to the next. This one was slightly hot (as in, spicy hot), which made it go very well with a beer.
In the back you can see what looks like a plate of potato chips, but the only thing they had in common with store bought chips was the overall shape. They were hot and soft, made fresh from slices of potato, and were perfect for soaking up the sauce. Which is why we both had to order a second beer.
After the Francesinhas, the potato chips, and two beers each, we weaved our way out the door. That’s when I had the bright idea of climbing to the top of the Torre dos Clérigos. Amazingly, I survived. (Confidential to Syrin: Thanks for the tip about the water bottles in the Torre ticket office — I think that might just have saved my life.)
Photos from that climb, and from our even larger dinner, will have to come at a later date. Right now, even looking at these pictures of food is making me a little woozy.