
The author tasting Luarca’s finest plonk
Luarca, Spain – I’ve given up on the waves, now its time to focus on Asturias’ strengths: eating and drinking.
MagicSeaweed.com tells me the swell is small, small, small and will stay that way until after I’ve returned to London. So there’s not much point wasting all my time looking for non-existent surf when I can just stay local and make a glutton of myself.
I mentioned before the native blend of cider, or sidre, they do here. It’s a low alcohol, flat brew that is poured from a great height to introduce some bubbles into the mix.
Most Asturian males, while seated, simply hold the green sidre bottles high over their heads with one hand, their tumbler glass low to the ground with the other, and pour. It generally splashes all over the floor, their hands, feet and the feet of anyone near them.
What does make it into the glass is drunk straight away in one gulp and the dregs thrown onto the ground (which by now is awash with cider).
I calculated that out of every 750mL bottle of cider, you’d be lucky to actually drink about a third. Good thing it only goes for about 3 euros a pop.

Waiting for the fog to clear
Heading west on the A-8
Parking for your boat is at a premium in Luarca.








