Madrid Rooftop Lounge

When you walk the streets of Madrid, you're sure to see some grand monuments and also to find small unexpected things. 

Metropolis is an office building. Pretty fancy, huh? 

My friend Karen heard about a new market of  all natural and organic things. (The market was a bust.)

I bribed my kids to go by promising hot chocolate and toast with fresh tomato puree. That's what everyone eats at 10 o'clock. I wanted to go next door to the bar where the retirees were drinking beer for breakfast, but Karen thought it was too dark and dingy.  The girl in this cute place took forever to make five pieces of toast, so my expectations were not very high. 

     Let's just say that my faith in Spanish bread has been restored. Every corner store has bread, but it comes frozen and they just toast it. It is inedible the next day. THIS bread smelled good, felt good, tasted good, and left you wanting more.  She explained that it is artesanal, made from a starter or mother. Now I'm going around my neighborhood looking for good bread. 

Karen took us to a rooftop lounge. 

The building is called the Palacio de Belles Artes. 

On the second floor they were rehearsing for an opera. Those are real people really singing. 

On the way home we passed Simón, the knife store to end all knife stores. I bought a hairbrush; sacrilege, I know. They can sharpen my serrated knives, so I'll go back soon.... The next time I need to bribe my kids to go somewhere, I will promise to stop at the knife store.