Due to canine circumstances (if you’re wondering, my Phoebe had spinal cord surgery), I can’t be there to personally welcome you with two muxus, a bottle of Txomín txakolí and a garrote fist pump, but do enjoy your new home and family.
If you find yourself hungry and wandering the streets of San Sebastian, I’m here for you.
Best of luck in the coming weeks. Remember: Be curious. Be humble. Be fearless.
And don’t forget to eat your heart out.
See you soon. Gero arte!