Brocheta. Not a male-friendly bruschetta, but a big luscious kabob in Rota.
Pastries are unattainable during siesta. Which is unfortunate.
Catedral de Jerez de la Frontera. Any city with "de la Frontera" tacked on the end was a frontier city on the Christian line during the Crusades. I love you, guide books.
My thoughts on the above:
It's interesting to be able to see historical layers in Moorish fortresses, reconstituted as Christian strongholds, resconstituted for Spanish medieval uses, but it's a bit sad to think that it all resulted from hate and fanaticism. It's a somber thought that both good and evil are done in the name of God.
Goodbye, Jerez. You have been fun, but not enough fun to make us stay.