No matter how introverted you are, solo travelling can get a bit lonely.
I am useless at striking up conversations with strangers, but have had a few good chats with bartenders in my pursuit of an interesting drink, and Paloma Nera was my saviour on both counts.
If you love layers of crispy filo, you will love Croatian bakeries.
From savoury burek, to desserts crammed with sweet nuts, there are some excellent options available. Which brings me to strudel.
“Is this alcoholic?!” is not a reaction any sensible person should have to something called rum punch. But in my defense, it was sitting innocently among the teas and coffees on a regular café menu, and was priced around the same as its fellows.
Sure it was CALLED rum punch, but my assumption that it must be some sort of hot rum-esque-but-not-actual-rum beverage turned out to be wrong.
I happened to end up in Trogir in Croatia late one evening, and was on the prowl for a snack.
I know some people find it a breeze, but I really struggle trying to be vegetarian.
Trying is the operative word, since I fail at least once a week and eat some fish, inadvertant parmesan or other off-limits foodstuff. But I’ll keep at it, and as a result, it encourages me to seek out new vegetarian options in every restaurant I go to.
Thus Momo Mandap.
