Kendall Card 2.0

When I lived in Spain all those years ago (16 years – wow!) one of the things I liked most about being there were the pastries. That should come as no surprise to those that know my love for doughnuts, but there’s nothing quite like heading to the Pasteleria to get myself something sweet.

When the budget or convenience didn’t allow it I would happily go for a BOLLYCAO, a common inexpensive treat that kids ate in Spain, at least the south. For some reason I loved to eat a BOLLYCAO. If I were feeling down? A BOLLYCAO. If I needed to celebrate? A BOLLYCAO. Just for the heck of it? Yep, you guessed it, a BOLLYCAO.

You’re going to laugh, but it’s really nothing more than a hot dog bun with Nutella in it. Sometimes they’d come partially dipped, but mostly they were a plain old hot dog bun. But there was something about it that I enjoyed and for 50 cents I could and would most often eat them daily.

So when my neighbor went to Spain a little while back I asked her if she wouldn’t mind picking me up one at a tienda before she came home. To my excitement, she brought home a pile of them for me! She’s the best!

Cynthia wasn’t too impressed by them. As for myself, it was a heavenly walk down memory lane. And the kids? Just like Spaniards.

From the images above you’d get the impression that it was a hit. Well it was, for everyone except Annapurna. After retiring to the office and leaving her to enjoy her BOLLYCAO, moments later I caught her trying to stash the remains in her shoe, which she promptly dumped on the floor.

She wasted a perfectly good BOLLYCAO! Anyone going to Spain anytime soon?