For the past few mornings, I've been ignoring the bakeries full of delicious-looking Czech sweets as I walk past. Heck, if I can give up homemade perogies from Hamtramck, I can easily give up something I never had in the first place. (Right?) Luckily, one of the students at the university knew what I meant... Continue Reading →
Sprouted mung bean salad: and I attempt to read food labels
For the past few days in Hradec Králové, I’ve been at that “only buy food I can recognize” stage, and I’ve been trying to break out of that rut. Rice and eggs may be safe, but they’re not exciting. And unfortunately, most traditional Czech food seems to consist of bread and meat, curtailing restaurant adventures.... Continue Reading →
(Just like) starting over
I moved to the Czech Republic last Thursday to finish my grad degree, and I discovered that my dorm only comes equipped with a hot plate. A hot plate? Also, my previous tenants left behind three wine glasses and one fork. Between my student teaching, learning what "gluten" is in Czech, and buying some actual pots... Continue Reading →