A norwegian Skolebrød ("school bun")
A danish Direktørsnegl ("director's snail")
A swedish Kanelbulle ("cinnamon roll")
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Showing posts with label pastry. Show all posts
Eastern Europe Adventure - the food
And because the adventure wouldn't be complete without the culinary experience, here's a post about the food (and beer!) in Eastern Europe.
My first meal in Czech Republic: Old Prague Ham and potato salad, ordered in one of the food stands at the Old Town Square. Hate to admit it but I was totally ripped off. The prices shown on the sign seem acceptable, but they are per 100 gr. And when one naive petite tourist like myself asks for a small piece of ham and potatoes this is what they serve you:
Anyway, after paying the equivalent to 50 EUR for a meal for ONE, I must say I was amazed by how cheap everything else seemed. Especially the beer.
Cerne Pivo and Pilsner Urquell
and Lenin's favorite
Hovězí guláš s houskovými knedlíky (beef goulash with bread dumplings)
and look at the size of the portion the gentleman in the back is eating...
As for desert, Trdelník was the most delicious pastry I've had during the entire trip. The sweet dough is wrapped around a stick and slowly roasted over an open flame until golden brown. You can find at every corner, sold hot and covered in caramelized sugar, cinnamon and nuts.
As for the slovak specialties and beer, I must say they did not disappoint us one bit.
Bryndzové halušky
Finally, to complete our culinary adventure, in Budapest we came across a Hungarian Grey Cattle Festival where we relished ourselves in several hungarian beef delicacies and traditional liqueurs.
the traditional fruit brandy Pálinka
Pancakes. Sausages. Paprikash. Goulash. Calf cooked in sour cream. Beef and mushroom stew. The problem here was what not to choose...
And it wouldn't be a hungarian festival without a bogrács,
the big iron pot for outdoor cooking.
the big iron pot for outdoor cooking.
Saudades de Casa
Ruas estreitas e tortuosas. Edifícios antigos. A calçada portuguesa. Andar a pé e ver pessoas na rua. Livros escritos em português. Os amigos. A família. Carapau grelhado para o almoço (sem molhos ou invenções esquisitas). Ir ao café e pedir uma bica e um pastel de nata. A hora do lanche. Passeios à beira-mar. Comprar regueifas na barraquinha da praia. Passeios nocturnos. O gato que dorme no muro. Beber um porto ou uma ginjinha e poder levar o copo para a rua.
Depois de mais de um ano sem visitar a pátria, sabe bem desfrutar daqueles pequenos prazeres tão familiares e de que se sente tanta falta...
Food in Switzerland
I'd be sooo fat if I'd been born swiss...
street market with people hiding behind the giant cheese
and the famous Luxemburgerli by Confiserie Sprüngli,
mini-macarons with delicious fillings that have become an emblem for Zürich
mini-macarons with delicious fillings that have become an emblem for Zürich
does anyone care for some chocolate truffles?
It's almost winter again...
The photos were taken several months ago during a trip to Algarve, on the weekend of the supermoon to be more precise. When it was still winter... and sunny and warm... Much sunnier and warmer then California right now! Although to be fair, it was the last weekend of winter.
Olhão
Regional pastry
Tavira
Ilha de Armona
Ria Formosa
the supermoon
And remember that sunset with a windmill on top of a mountain?
Well... I'm glad we finally cleared all doubts.
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