In addition to the costumes, there were parade floats, gilded beyond belief with giant nativity scenes but for Easter, whatever you'd call those. These were some serious floats, and in the tiny, ancient alleyways of Seville, we often wondered how in god's name they would make it through the narrow passages. I guess with god's grace. Or by? I don't know I wasn't carrying the floats. The one pictured below was what we encountered one evening on our way to dinner. Needless to say, we had to pick a different restaurant.
Seville was full of chance food encounters that turned out to be brilliant, like how a lot of the regular gelaterias in town also had horchata, a sweetened rice milk kind of thing. Horchata is usually vegan, and amazing. I love it so much!
We also happened upon these absolutely stellar freshly made potato chips! I'm not a potato chip person at all - I would take tortilla chips over potato chips any day, all day, for as long as I can remember. Just not my thing. However, I would permanently change teams for these hot fresh amazing potato chips. Man aliiive.