OVOS MOLES DE AVEIRO

March 2024. Aveiro. Portugal.

More of those holiday snaps from places you’ll never visit, but then you’ll probably never visit Brigg, either.

A single night in Aveiro, an hour south of Porto, was probably enough unless you really like salt.

I love walking cobbled streets of strange towns at night,

admiring the decor,

and the hidden squares,

and dedications to Fatima (not Mansions).

There was, it seemed, a beer museum,

but those exhibits looked a little samey so after a last glance at the canal we had an early night, so I can’t tell you if Aveiro comes alive after 9.

In the morning we admired the optimism of the half dozen “gondolas” looking to take American tourists on a tour of the industrial canal.

but as the Tourist Office reminded us, this is primarily a city for the gourmand,

and after a relatively healthy breakfast of eggs and tomato (a fiver for two)

we succumbed to the famous Ovos Moles.

Egg yolks and sugar in a wafer casing, paired with an espresso for £1.50

As the saying goes, one is plenty, sometimes more than enough…

6 thoughts on “OVOS MOLES DE AVEIRO

  1. “More of those holiday snaps from places you’ll never visit, but then you’ll probably never visit Brigg, either.”

    Already visited Porto (and Brigg) so Aveiro really isn’t out of the question.

    We’d get to more places if continually returning to Bamberg wasn’t essential.

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