|Haggis, neeps and tatties: surprisingly good!|
I’m a blogger who writes about food and travel. So what's more natural than writing about meals we’ve eaten on holidays? Here are some of my favourite food memories from around the world:
We don’t often eat better than we did on our recent trip to Krakow. We decided to eat Polish food whenever possible, and we did brilliantly, enjoying beet soup, cabbage rolls, pierogies, dumplings and potato pancakes. You’ll be relieved to hear that this wasn’t all at one meal, and that we spent ample time walking off all that Polish food.
Local food we’ve eaten in restaurants around the world includes haggis in Scotland (excellent), llama kebabs in Chile (not bad, as long as you didn’t think about this) and cod tongues in Newfoundland (never again).
The most fun I’ve ever had recreating a historical moment was eating this jelly doughnut in Berlin. (“Ich bin ein berliner” … never mind, I guess you had to be there.)
One Sunday night in Venice, we had trouble finding a restaurant that was open for dinner. I checked my guidebook, and it recommended a nearby pizza place. It was described as a little upscale, and we were dressed casually because of the heat, but we checked it out anyhow.
When we arrived, they told us men weren’t permitted to wear shorts. We were about to turn away when the manager told Andrew he could borrow a pair of pants. The girls were famished, and so Andrew acquiesced, changing from his tan chino shorts into a pair of white drawstring pants that could only be described as voluminous. They also would have been voluminous on Andre the Giant. And they were white. The girls spent the meal snickering and making John Travolta jokes.
It was the worst pizza I’ve ever eaten.