Land of fine cuisine, if I do say so myself. And I do. So....
We begin with the Czech Republic for obvious reasons... You know, because of five years of eating its cuisine and all.
Here we are posing with our 'healthy' treat in front of the Miss Czech Fitness as women peddle away on stationary bikes, on live television, for the crown. The irony was too much.
Now this ordinary looking little thing is a delicacy in my circles. A legend really. It is, hands down, the best cake you will ever taste.. And you know I wouldn't kid you about dessert. I take my dessert VERY seriously.
Rumor has it, that this was an old Russian recipe. But every restaurant in Prague seemed to have it- and boy did we love it. Seven layers of whipped honey goodness. So airy and light... Ahh....
The chocolate bar is not typical and just showcases that it can be decorated for a variety of purposes. Ha!
Next stop: Lake Como, Italy
On this particular day we were George Clooney hunting.. To no avail. But we did find some happy Italians visiting. But no George. He must have not gotten our memo?
Next: Switzerland. Go there. Tomorrow. Thank you.
And that brings us to Bern, Swizterland and fruit fondue....
Just say yes.
And now this brings us to the bittersweet end of our little rendezvous.. Spain.
Madrid, Spain- The Gran Via.... :(
We ordered paella to say "Vaya con Dios" to Spain..
Unfortunately it tasted like wet dog... THEN... right after this picture was snapped- we were robbed.
Wet-dog-paellaNot just robbed, but slapped in the face and robbed by eight year old punks-robbed. So actually, my last day in Madrid consisted of me sitting in a police station for a few hours while my friends (ever so faithful and wonderful) ran up and down the main streets giving the evil eye to 8 year old boys and looking in trashcans.... Ole.
*Note: Normally paella is WONDERFUL which is why I include it here.... Just don't get robbed.. or eat wet dog.. Obvious things like that.
Ever-scarred but hungry just the same,