13.12.2012 - 13.12.2012 7 °C
After a very late night from our travels to the Matasihnos and the dodgy fish place in the grotto, we all sleep in. There is no early walk for me, I am feeling under the weather. Not sick, under the weather!
We have a little stash of food in the house and tea bags so around 9.30am we surface for some tea, natas (portuguese tarts) and oranges. Not long after breakfast I start to go down hill pretty quick and head for a hot shower and sleep. I know that Kim and Allanah join me for a post breakfast "nap".
Waking it seems a little later feeling hungry again (2pm in the afternoon) we head out for some lunch. We decide again on the tourist bus (Porto Red Bus) which takes us around Porto to the sights we have not yet explored.
Although today was a late start, we had a plan.
A food plan.
We have read about something called Sandes de Pernil.
With many international reviews, we note the Red Bus takes us past the place for the famous Pork Sandwiches.
We find this little gem in Praca dos Poveiros - Porto. As with most Portuguese food places - you do not judge the food based on the outside.
We head inside to see 2 brothers manning this bar / food stall.
Allanah wants something that resembles an Aussie lunch and orders Sausages, eggs and .... CHIPs. Kim and I order a sambo each to test the water. It is quick to come out and we start and can not stop. In between mouthfuls we order another 2 which arrive just when we are finishing our first ones. These ARE THE BEST HOT PORK sandwiches EVER!!! The pork has been cooked so slowly that it falls apart and has been basted as it cooks in a garlic oil that is like no other. It is just a bread roll with this juicy pork meat .... I have 2 surprising myself. Even as I write this blog a few days later my mouth is salivating at the thought of these. This will be making it to my "cook book" for when we get home and have to try and replicate this delicious anytime treat!
We walk out of there (4 sambos, 3 drinks and Allanah's dinner) 17€ lighter - which is what I would have paid for 2 of them, they are divine.
We hop back on the bus and head home before the rain gets heavier for a nap ( yes again) before dinner.
We have really slotted into the Portuguese lifestyle eat, sleep, eat sleep. What we have not been able to do as yet is the other Portuguese past time is drive all the way to the beach to sit in the car and eat pistachio nuts discarding the shells out the car window. If you are by any beach in Australia and see shells - you know the Portuguese have been there before.