Three weeks in Spain this time, so we ventured several times to the charming coastal village of Maro( famous for its caves, aquaduct and links with Larios Gin). It is only 15 minutes drive from our house and we became hooked on our modest routine of drinks, tapas, short stroll, drinks tapas, another stroll , ending up in the Balcon de Maro for coffee and liqueurs and some surprisingly good local musica (with a bit of a light show too), all preformed next to the ancient church in the square .Fab. A good bit of local colour too, with children running around and the grand dames of the village all dancing together in a circle!
With the remnants of sugar cane planting edging the fields, an abandoned sugar mill( Larios Gin again), and the swaying palms, Maro has a touch of the Caribbean in its environs…
The Maro Social Club with its great view of the sea was our first stop for a drink and Tapas(1.50 euros), a great place to watch the world go by, stray dogs, smart dogs ..old men in straw hats, and teenagers on mopeds. We were surrounded by the elder of the village, old ladies in their sunday best gossiping and the men playing cards… we ate calamari, calamaritos, pulpo and jamon . A good place to practise my Spanish.
Our favourite Tapas bar is a short walk away tucked in a corner and full of locals putting the world to rights, men doing the talking this time, and the women doing the knitting ; (fanning themselves vigorously due to the extreme heat we were experiencing), most didn`t even have a drink, it`s obviously a popular village meeting place.
El Rincon de la Tapa( Andalucian spelling there) is a genuine non messed about with Tapas bar, TV with Spanish football on in the corner, a jamon hanging over the bar, and a plancha behind ,where owner Francis rules the roost. Our complimentary Tapas of bread with fried quails egg and anchovy was so delicious we asked for it each visit. The small menu of `racions` included, ham, manchegeo, filletas, pinchitos and my husband and son`s favourite Morcilla ( black pudding).
In these days of `Tapas` has been corrupted into some awful interpretations of what was simple Spanish food, it was great to be in a real local bar.
Maro is absolutely lovely and also has a lovely beach down a very steep hill, with nightmare parking so I would avoid in high season.