|Doughnuts with raspberry coulis and toasted nuts|
|Lemon cheesecake, poppy seed cake, baklava and apple almond tart in Croatia|
|Wandering around a fruit and veg market in Budapest|
|Vienna is known for it's coffee shops, which serve a wide range of beautiful pastries and coffees and this one came along with a pianist to accompany the luxury theme.|
|An adventurous mix or a mis-translation?|
I'll get home and all I'll want to do is boast about the succulent duck confit my french mother has just prepared for me. Or the moist baby lamb with fluffy basmati, ratatouille and rocket and goats cheese salad we had for dinner the night before. And I'll realise that noone really reads any of this stuff. They just want to drewl over the pictures and nod to themselves at the descriptions because you know what it is if you're keen enough to look at this page, and accept that at the end of the day we are not literary fans or critics. We just want a bit of sugar and a bit of spice as enlightenment into our day to help us out with organising our muddled thoughts of food of what we're going to eat next for dinner or serve up at our next dinner party.
|Goulash prepared by a handsome chef|
|American stall in Viennese world food festival|
Don't get me wrong, this is not a way of getting out of critically writing about every food I have savoured during my travels, because I will probably get round to that. I just want to share some pictures before they become devalued and forgotten day after day.
|chicken schnitzel in austria|
|Beware that the pickled pepper doesn't burn your tongue|