Pilgrim's Progress, part two

Leaving O'Cebreiro

Pilgrims don't progress unless they refuel. We've done pretty well, some ups, some downs, and not counting the 35 Euro pizza on the first day in Madrid. 

Our basic walking fuel is not very elaborate

In comparison to the fancy pants gazpacho or Spanish olives at the Parador in León. 

But we do seem to be following a certain pattern, called eggs any style...

And for dinner yesterday we had those wonderful roasted green peppers, crisp lettuce salad, gallego broth, lamb chops and the company of our young Brazilian friend who ordered the specialty of the region, grilled octopus!!! Plus a coupla beers....

Then there's always the ubiquitous bocadillo, ham and melon. Yummy stuff but you have to know what to order, even when the menu is printed in four languages, you don't always know what the dishes are.