Monday, 1 August 2016

Oh, the food in Krakow

Geoff and I spent 4 lovely nights in Krakow at the end of July, relaxing in the beautiful city, eating delicious food and soaking up the sunshine.  We rented a studio apartment, close to the centre of the old city and about 10 minutes walk from Kazmierz (the old Jewish quarter) and we explored our surrounds from there. 

The most important part of any holiday is the food, and we were not disappointed by any of our choices.  We were bemoaning that we were running out of meals, and wanted to try more places, and return to those that we had already enjoyed.

Surprisingly we had some delicious sushi.  I say surprisingly, as Krakow is as far inland as possible in Poland and I didn’t see any Japanese people anywhere, so I’d be interested to understand the connection there.  We had onigiri from a stand in a park, and tempura maki in Schwer Judah (a popular food truck area).  

We also had potatoes in almost every way imaginable, and enjoyed them all.  Chimera, a salad bar restaurant just off the main square, was a great lunch option with 4 ‘salads’ for about £3.  The salad choices included quiches, cooked vegetables, some seafood and some dishes I’d normally consider a salad. 

On the traditional front, we ate pierogi at a little restaurant where the ladies behind the counter fulfilled all the stereotypes – short, round, in traditional dress, wearing kerchiefs over their hair and very smiley – and served us mushroom and cabbage pierogi that was amazing, and cheese pierogi that could have helpfully have been marked as ‘dessert’, but we enjoyed them regardless.  And from another Krakow tradition, we ate hummus, and drank Israeli wine – too sweet, won’t try that again. 

And we ate bagels.  And the Krakow version of a bagel, called an Obwarzanek Krakowski 

Chimney cakes were a revelation, like long hollow donuts, with fillings on the inside of the tubes. The caramel and almond filling just edged out the peanut butter filling to my mind.  (Originally from the Hungarian speaking region of Romania, these cakes are a great example of free movement across Europe). 

 We shopped at the local food market as well, and Geoff enjoyed the variety of smoked pork products on offer, and I gorged on the bountiful raspberries. 

More on the coffee in another post (trust me, it’s worthy of its own missive).

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