croissant with jam.

There is nothing better than a warm buttery snack after a day of shopping.




Check out that stone pot the jam came in. How cute! From Vanilla Black (Ariel's favorite) on Sauchiehall Street, Glasgow, Scotland.

not pictured: iced coffees in coca cola flared flute glasses.

spring break food part 4: prague.

From Italy, I flew to Prague to stay with mah best frieeend, Karen. It was my first time in Eastern Europe, so I was excited; heard Prague is beautiful and who knows what kind of delicious things I would discover!


The night I got in, I was starving. Karen picked me up from the airport and on the walk back, we stopped by one of those food stands to get a Smažený sýr...aka a fried cheese sandwich. ohmygod. I have photographic evidence that I ate it..which may be a good thing. But honestly, it was delicious.

The next morning, after loading my memory card into Karen's beautiful camera, we set out to take on Old Town Prague. We stopped by Bohemia Bagel to get breakfast bagels...which is something I haven't had in forever! And for some reason, kind of associate with Karen. I had egg and cheese on a spinach bagel (really good!) and two cups of coffee.



The city of Prague is beautiful. I don't even know how to describe it. So here's a photo.



The main square still had Easter celebration things going on - lots of hand-painted eggs and candy and stand treats. Here's trdelník, sweet dough wrapped around a hot rod, rolled in sugar, cinnamon and almonds. Great food for sharing.



I also wanted to try this smoked cheese rope that Hannah (who studied there last year) recommended. It was okay...it was too waxy tasting for me, although I really did enjoy the consistency.



After more roaming, Karen took me to one of her favorite teahouses. It was on a main street, but it was very relaxed and quiet inside. We sat down on little stools and perused through their enormous tea collection. Then we rang a little bell signify that we were ready (SUCH a good idea! I hate being hawked on). I picked a black tea that was stored in bamboo; I was scared that it was going to be too bitter and woody, but it was actually perfect! I definitely tasted the bamboo, but it wasn't overpowering. It reminded me of home.



We walked over the Charles bridge, towards Prague castle (which I explored the next day). Karen lead the way to a really nice restaurant...that was normal priced? After the Norway trip, it was very surprising to get a really filling and delicious meal for a cheap/reasonable price. Anyways, being pescatarian is a bit difficult in Prague. Aside from the salad options, my options were either a pasta dish with vegetables or fried cheese curd with potatoes.



Obviously I chose the fried cheese curd with potatoes (by this point in the trip, I'd given up on eating right). The word "curd" is really gross and off-putting. I think it's because it's so close to the word "turd", but that's just my personal theory. I figured I'd give it a go...and if I didn't like it, there was a whole mound of potatoes to devour anyways. Luckily, I really enjoyed it! It was really nicely crunchy on the outside and..kind of like a hard goo? of cheese on the inside. I almost finished the entire plate (yikes), but I had to leave 3 curds (hah) because after a while it got to me. Kind of like eating too much smoked cheese. You know?

Karen had Moravian sparrow, which was actually pork. I had a little nibble (when am I ever going to try Moravian sparrow?!) and it was actually really good! If I remember correctly, it was in a dark sauce that wasn't too heavy, but kind of sweet. And then it just tasted like pork. I was grossed out so I went back to my cheese curds. Hmm. Now that's a weird thing to say.



After the feast that we ate, we were way too full for dessert. We decided to walk home (not that big of a trek...) and then indulge in my final czech food conquest...MEDOVNÍK.



It's Czech honey cake. When Hannah first told me about it, I pictured a light-colored sponge cake - maybe some whipped cream with honey drizzled over it or something. Ohnonono. It's a multi-layered cake of honey sponge and sweet cream....covered in fine honey cake crumbs and walnuts. Every bite was a perfect amount of sweetness, although after a while it did get kind of strong...perfect with a cup of tea or coffee, I think. It kind of tasted caramelly. It also kind of tasted like being granted the power of flight. Apparently it's very difficult to make. I can't wait to try! x

mat i norge.

(food in norway)

I spent a weekend in Oslo, Norway with Ariel. It was snowy and expensive. The design of everything was gorgeous.

Our flight was at 6am, so by the time we got to our hostel and threw our stuff down, it was 10am, maybe? We were also starving; I had bought a pack of cheese sticks at Tesco's, but obviously that was not enough. We took a stroll and ended up at a café with a cute waiter guy. I had a spinach and pepper calzone-ything. And Orangina!



Because of that large breakfasty-lunch, we really weren't that hungry for lunchlunch. So we found a cute little bakery and sat down. Here's my latte and phenomenal brownie.

That night, we decided to go out for a nice dinner (this was before we knew the REAL exchange rate...). It was a slow food restaurant that basically only served steak medallions and appetizers/side dishes. I was not aware of this until we sat down (I'm a pescatarian), because the menu was all in Norwegian. Well, the waitress was so sweet and she let me order an extra large appetizer instead. So here's our meal journey. It all started with a small salad.



Then came the main part. Here's Ariel's meat. She picked a rich red wine sauce to go with it. Her side dishes were...asaparagus (not sure what sauce) and then a mushroom-onion sautée in what I think was vinegar. My side dish of creamy potato slices are pictured too.



My main dish was a shrimp scampi, in tomato and what I thought was white wine sauce. green onions too. It was one of the best shrimp dishes of my life.




And then, because it was bone-numbingly freezing outside, we ended with a cup of coffee.
Despite the outrageous bill, Ariel and I decided that the meal was ABSOLUTELY worth it.

The next day we went back to our bakery and had the one legitimate meal of the day. They don't exaggerate when they say Norway is expensive. Whatever, it was the best cheese sandwich of my life.






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