During the December holidays, everyone has their preferences. Some people love freshly baked cookies, other hot chocolate, punch or sit down to enjoy a Christmas cake. But the great popularity of the Peppermint Bark, which for many are their favorite for these days, is indisputable.

As winter begins, mint becomes a key ingredient for many recipes. It is used in smoothies, tarts and as a compliment for ice cream, but its most popular use is with chocolate and baked goods. My personal hypothesis is that these candies and bars of mint chocolate are relevant, specifically during Christmas, because of their red and white color, two of the main colors that represent these holidays.

No one knows for sure how and who first produced the mint candies. However, its origin goes back more than 350 years ago. Europeans began decorating Christmas trees with sugar candies stuck as decoration as well as cookies. The curved shape represented a shepherd's staff.

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The Peppermint Bark is a sweet made of chocolate and crushed mint candies. It is a great gift that can be added to the dessert menu or it can be easily used as a simple gift for someone else. There are different ways to make the Peppermint Bark and there are very simple recipes to make them. Each bar is made by hand with a mixture made with chocolates, which is impregnated with natural peppermint oil and then a layer of creamy white chocolate cover with pieces of crunchy mint candy.

Now if you insist on making your own mint chocolate bars or Peppermint Bark, the recipe is very simple. What you will need to do is melt semi-bitter chocolate of the brand you prefer in a heat-resistant vessel. Spread the chocolate in a tray of at least a half centimeter, and let cool until it is very hard. Melt white chocolate and now spread over the bitter chocolate sheet with the same thickness of dark chocolate and before it hardens sprinkle with the mint candies on the white chocolate. Refrigerate until it is hard and ready.

I had a dream to spend the Advent somewhere in Central Europe, with its markets, gingerbread cookies and its Christmas atmosphere. The white Christmas was a fascination for me. It is then when the people gather to take glogg, hot spiced wine seasoned with almonds and raisins, served with cinnamon buns. Christmas stars and Advent candles decorate the windows of houses and offices giving cities a magical light.

The flight was overbooked and the people who wanted to check in directly at the airport had to stay on the ground waiting for another plane. They even offered us an economic reward for leaving our seat and waiting for the next flight. We rejected it because we had to take a train when we arrived in Frankfurt.

After a good flight (breakfast included) with Lufthansa, we arrived at Frankfurt airport around 11 in the morning. We pick up our bags and go directly to the train that takes us to the central station, the Hauptbahnhof. Our first hotel had an ideal location and the hotel was literally across the street.

We liked the place very much. The rooms are nothing to write home about but they are well sized and very clean. What we liked the most was the free Wi-Fi in the room, the free minibar (which had water, juices, beers and a small table next to the reception with coffee, milk and cake.

We put on our winter clothes before going to the station to take the train to Heidelberg that we had at 1:30 pm. What most struck me about the train platforms were the smoking areas that were delimited by lines painted on the floor. There were no walls or anything, only the lines of yellow paint. In spite of how ridiculous the measure seems, people followed it to the spirit.

The 50 minutes that the trip to Heidelberg lasts is pretty fast. Upon arrival we passed by the tourist office that is on leaving the station, where they gave us a map. They explained how to get to the center of town by bus and they confirmed that from 5 pm there was a Christmas show in the castle.

We arrived at the center after sharing the bus with about thirty little blond children who would go on a field trip. We started to explore the squares of the center. Although it was still day and there was no snow, we already lived the Christmas atmosphere in the small markets.

Here Christmas is not only visual, but also, and above all, olfactory. In the markets we can smell the many delights that can be found and it is impossible not to be hungry and want to try everything! After touring a couple of places, we find the famous Christmas shop that claims to be the largest in the world.

To get in there is to get into a magical Christmas world and that was also around Christmas. I imagine the shock that has to be entering that store in the middle of summer. Here are things and more ornaments, trees and literally thousands of objects spread over two floors. Almost everything went out of my budget.

We walk through the store trying not to throw anything. We already know that the one who breaks, pays. Then we continue on our way and we take the funicular to go up to the castle. The views of Heidelberg from above are very good. For us it had a special addition with Christmas at the Castle. It is a flea market that is placed next to the walls of the castle and opens only a few days before Advent.

We were lucky and while they were putting the posts we went to do the visit to the castle itself. The truth is that there is not much to see, but since the visit is included with the funicular it is good to take a walk inside. We see the huge Christmas tree placed in the courtyard, visit the pharmacy museum and then enjoy the views of the town from the top of its walls and battlements.

When leaving, the market was already open and in all its splendor. The curious thing about this market is that they are all white little stores that put an illumination with different colors that make it magical. After a purchase of artisan cookies we go back down in the funicular.

What we need is to see the atmosphere of the markets once and with lights and everything. So we do a similar route to when we arrived to see everything at night. We discovered some other place with an ice rink and more food stalls that smelled great.

At the end we got into a beautiful little store of handmade products where they sold everything from sauces to cookies. We bought some gingerbread cookies dipped in chocolate that were delicious! The first European gingerbread recipe was made by mixing almonds, stale breadcrumbs, rose water, molasses and ginger.

The resulting paste was cooked in wooden molds that, in general, represented everyday events and situations, famous people and religious figures of the time. Later the breadcrumbs would be substituted for the flour and the molasses for the sugar and the eggs would be incorporated, making a final product even more appetizing.

Legend has it that Queen Elizabeth I of England was the creator of the well-known gingerbread cookies in the shape of little men or gingerbread people who liked to entertain their guests at large receptions. Be that as it may, popular fairs adopted the recipe and popularized it. We conclude our visit to Heidelberg and go in search of the bus that will take us to the train to Frankfurt.

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Around The World With The Tadka Girls is without a doubt one of the most complete cookbooks on Indian cuisine that can be found. Ranjini Rao and Ruchira Ramanujam takes us on a journey through a world of smells, colors, flavors and contrasts. This recipe book is a wonderful opportunity to get to know and experience one of the oldest kitchens in the world.

Indian cuisine is not only made up of curries and rice dishes. On the contrary, each region is distinguished by its own culinary characteristics. The dishes of the south of the country are in general much more spicy than those of the north, with a milder flavor but also more aromatic.

The use of spices has reached a degree of perfection unmatched in Indian cuisine, both in quantity and imagination used. In this book you will find detailed recipes of the specialties that best illustrate the variety and at the same time exquisiteness of Indian cuisine.

The taste for good food is a characteristic common to all regions of India and an essential element in their family and cultural life. This cookbook shares s delicious experience through the best traditional and contemporary recipes. There are quick and easy to prepare dishes, detailed step by step and accompanied by tips. You can immerse yourself in the fascinating world of Indian cuisine and become a master of the use of spices.

In addition, the work also includes a broad description of spices and aromatic herbs used in Indian cuisine. There is also explanation of some techniques of this extraordinary cuisine and an introduction to the traditions and peculiarities of Indian cuisine. The proposed recipes are quick and easy to prepare, and cover all kinds of dishes.

It contains special sections on the pantry and spices, ideas for menus and an index of ingredients. The photographs and illustrations are simply irresistible. I loved this book, not only because of its wonderful photographs but because the recipes are simple and all seem delicious.

The book has a lovely cover. It contains varied recipes organized by theme like Breakfast & Brunch, Bites n Brews, Soups and Salads, Bread Basket, Pasta 'n Rice, Signature Tadka, Sweet Treats, Fiesta Fare and Funnibbles. I think it's a very interesting book, which will appeal to lovers of home cooking.

I do not like those collections that seem exclusively oriented to women. What I do want me to tell you is that it has healthy recipes for girls in a hurry. And yes, I succumbed. But I do not regret it at all, because Ranjini Rao and Ruchira Ramanujam have written a fun book that will be useful for me.

I have never looked at what I eat nor have I worried about whether I got fat or not, but I am aware that we have to eat well, above all, for health. And as I turn years, I'm getting more and more important. But I do not have time (neither desire nor deep knowledge, why deny it) of getting into the kitchen for hours.

I do not want to imagine those who work outside. So I hoped that Around The World With The Tadka Girls was a simple and direct book that gave me a few ideas to innovate from time to time. And, luckily, I found that and much more.

To begin with, Ranjini Rao and Ruchira Ramanujam become theoretical, but with all the grace of the world. I had never heard of them and have been a discovery, because they are very important in our day to day and in those cravings that give us without coming to mind.

After the basic explanations, the authors give us tricks of the most varied. They also review the nutritional pyramid, which currently takes into account many more aspects than the amounts of food we consume. Although they are habits that we all know more or less, it never hurts to have them targeted and in sight to not forget them.

In the next part of the book, Ranjini Rao and Ruchira Ramanujam suggest a few healthy recipes, simple to make and quick! There are others more original but also very fast!

Finally, they give us guidelines so that we avoid throwing away food and optimize the cold of the fridge. What Ranjini Rao and Ruchira Ramanujam tell us is all that our mothers and friends could advise us, or what we could search in Google. But sometimes it saves time to have all that information at hand, gathered in a single book.

And those of us who are always going against the clock know how important that is. So pay attention to me and keep an eye on Around The World With The Tadka Girls. It does not matter if you are men or women, surely you will all learn something new and you will laugh.

Around The World With The Tadka Girls

This year we have decided to spend our family holidays in Austria. Following our custom of wanting to see as much as possible, we visit Innsbruck, Hallstatt, Salzburg, Graz, and Vienna. The trip to Austria was organized by me through the internet. So now that there is already a hotel, flight, Lonely Planet guide to Vienna, we head to Austria and its Christmas markets.

Day 1 - Innsbruck

We arrived in Innsbruck from London at about 12 noon. As we traveled with a backpack, on arrival we went directly to the car. We leave for our first stop at Innsbruck to our hotel for the first night. It takes 10 minutes by car from the airport and 15 minutes walking from the center of Innsbruck.

We take a double room with shared bathroom and breakfast included. As we arrived with some hunger we eat in the restaurant of the hotel that looks very good. We decided to try the dumplings of sausage and cheese very typical of Austria and a dish of Italian pasta just in case we do not like. They were delicious.

Now, with the batteries charged we go to Innsbruck to enjoy its old town. Our idea is to visit the city for 2 or 3 hours and watch the sunset from the Nordkette, a gondola lift that climbs to the top of the mountains. From here one can enjoy an incredible view of the city. There is a lot of snow and it is also very cold. We are at -7 degrees but we do not care as we enjoy the snow.

We walk through all its streets and squares and visit the most popular places. Practically we do not care as all the streets are beautiful and with this blanket of snow even more. We stop for a moment to have a coffee and get warm. Since we have run out of views from the Nordkette we decided to climb the Stadtturm tower of the city from which we also have a beautiful view.

Well, it's already getting dark and we're pretty tired since we left London at 3 in the morning and we have not slept yet. We go back to the hotel and go through a very nice market for traditional Austrian products, right next to the viewpoint of the river.

Now it's time to rest and regain strength. Tomorrow we have to get up early to take advantage of the hours of light and pray that it doesn't snow much as we are a little scared to drive with so much snow.

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Day 2 - Uttendorf

We got up early and had breakfast at the hotel, coffee and some sandwiches of sausage or ham. It was quite good for the price of the hotel. Finally, we go out to the street. We start the car and it marks -10 degrees. We are not used to that cold.

Our first destination is Alpbach. According to the Austria travel guide, it is one of the most beautiful villages. It is located in the middle of the mountain and from which there are plenty of ski slopes. We hope to enjoy its beauty and its surroundings. A few kilometers before arriving at the town we began to enter by mountain roads. With so much snow the thing begins to complicate. But it is necessary to say that in general, the roads are good in spite of as much snow as it has fallen a couple of days. In the end, we managed to get to Alpbach and parked the car in a parking lot just below the village.

Alpbach is beautiful and the day seems to accompany us despite the cold. We got to be at -15 degrees, and we enjoyed a beautiful blue sky. We had a coffee in the hotel which is very nice inside and enjoy a very good view of the valley.

We take the car again and we go to Kufstein, our next destination. The city is located near the German border at the foot of the Eno River. The most famous site of the city is the 12th-century fortress that dominates the whole city. We also want to visit its old town, especially the Romerhofgasse street.

We enjoyed a nice walk along the river with a splendid day and wonderful views of the fort. It's time to eat and we do it in the restaurant with typical Tyrolean food without a doubt the best lunch on the whole trip. We ordered Tiroler Grostl, a kind of scrambled dish with meat, peppers, potatoes, and bacon. We also have a Strindberg with a mustard sauce with beans and mashed potatoes.

After the satisfying meal, we now touch the last stretch by car to reach our next accommodation. It is a house of an Austrian family in which we have rented a room and our destination is Uttendorf.

When we get to the town we go to the tourist office to have a little more information about the area. They give us very good advice, besides the lady speaks English perfectly, a thing that we are not finding everywhere.

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Day 3 - Hallstatt

When we get up to see the sunrise from the balcony of our apartment in the typical Austrian cabin we enjoy amazing views. I would like to emphasize that staying in this cabin has been a success and also the owners kept it very well decorated. It seemed that we were in the house of Heidi.

We take the car to reach Zell am See which is 15 minutes only from Uttendorf. Upon arrival, we have a coffee and walk through its picturesque streets and its famous lake. We walk by the lake and visit the most beautiful buildings. Practically all the buildings deserve a photo.

Here there are also cable cars for skiing and in which one can observe the lake from the mountains. This time we decided to enjoy the town and move around the lake with our car to take pictures. I am a nature photographer and go crazy with the dreamy landscapes. The houses that surround the lake are beautiful and every 5 minutes we stop to see the lake that is almost frozen at this time.

We head towards Bad Gastein, to get on the gondola to its ski station. After an hour on the road through some beautiful valleys, we reached our destination. We parked in the parking lot that is right next to the gondola station and we go up to the mountains. We enjoyed a very exciting climb and when we reached the top we were astonished by the views.

We walk about 100 meters to the 360 degrees Glocknerblick viewpoint and we go crazy taking pictures. We head towards the hanging bridge of 140 meters. The bridge sways a bit with the steps of the people, which makes us feel a nerve by the stomach that gives a point to the visit.

We continue to walk for a while on the heights and eat in the restaurant at the ski resort. It is nothing special in terms of food a hamburger and the typical Austrian schnitzel (breaded steak). From the restaurant, the views are wonderful.

We have our food and went down to the Felsentherme Thermal Baths. As we get off the gondola we cross a platform and we are in the hot springs. The spa is not the best we have been in but the views are worth it. It is relaxing in the 40-degree pool with the snowy mountains in front.

Before arriving in Hallstatt we have a planned stop. We try to get to Gosau as early as possible to see that majestic lake with the mountains in the background. We were amazed by the beauty of the roads and the Gosau valley which is beautiful with lots of snow.

When we reach the lake we realize that the clouds prevent us from seeing those magnificent mountains but we decided to wait as the weather forecast give hope. After several minutes waiting with crossed fingers, we got lucky and a window opened in the clouds.

Now we are only 25 min away from Hallstatt and wish to tread its streets, perhaps the most beautiful town in Austria. We bought some postcards for the family. We go through all its streets which is beautiful and we arrive at its famous viewpoint from where everybody takes a picture. The houses were decorated with Christmas decorations. The whole town was beautiful with the snow seemed like a story.

I think that being winter there are many fewer tourists than in summer because we are practically alone through the town. It makes it even more beautiful to visit the places without a lot of people. After a few hours, we decided that we need to get on a boat. From Hallstatt, there are cruises around the lake. Although for being winter now they only go towards the train station. The walk does not last more than 15 minutes but we were excited.

We have a coffee in one of the cafeterias that overlook the lake with very nice views with some icicles that are scary. It is a fact to be taken into account when walking the streets at this time. We have to continue our journey with great regret to leave Hallstatt behind.

Because the end of our journey is getting closer we continue towards Salzburg. We arrived around 5:30 and we stayed at the hotel. To our surprise, the receptionist treated us wonderfully. We explained that what we want is to go around the center and have some typical food. The hotel is very clean and the bed is perfect.

The bus that stops right at the door of the hotel leaves us in the center in only 10 minutes and we bought a 24-hour ticket. We set out to tour the birthplace of Mozart. Salzburg is charming and although it is at night it is very beautiful. We realized that each square had its own Christmas market. We go through some of the main streets and its galleries and hidden squares.

After seeing several squares all with their Christmas trees and their calendars marking the advent, we were surprised. Suddenly the main street began to fill. In Austria, there is a great tradition where children and adults dress up as devils with clothes of animals and masks with big horns. They are called Krampus and in their hands, they carry a kind of feather duster.

We went to dinner at the restaurant and it was great. We had a pork steak with a very rich mushroom sauce and a homemade cordon bleu with spectacular chips.

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Day 4 - Salzburg

We have breakfast in a restaurant that is next to the hotel that has a cafeteria. We caught the bus and we got off at Mirabellplatz next to the Mirabell Castle through which we walk through its gardens. In summer it should be beautiful but now in winter, it is all under the snow. In the courtyard of the castle, they put a large Christmas tree. Many stalls sell delicacies from the area and especially its famous mulled wine.

From here we cross the gardens and go to the Mullner Steg bridge from which there is a beautiful view of the Fortress. We cross the bridge and go to the old town of Salzburg (world heritage site) and there we visit the most emblematic places. But on the way, we are surprised by a market of typical products. Since we had breakfast in that way it was a tribute and we ate a piece of sandwich.

We visit the cathedral for free and an endless number of streets that are more beautiful with pastel houses, the city is surprising us. Now it's time to gather strength to climb the Monchsberg, the park that is next to the Fortress from which we have the best views of the city.

Without a doubt for us, the best of Salzburg were these views from the viewpoints. When we went down from the park we did it at the other end with the intention of visiting the Agustinerbräu brewery, as we have read it is quite an experience. For our misfortune it was closed as they open from 3:00 pm to 10:00 pm and it was only 2:00 pm and we were starving.

For lunch, we went to the restaurant and this time we ate some Austrian vegetarian ravioli (different from the Italian pasta). We also order a filet of pork and another of chicken and chips. To go down after such a binge, we climb towards another of the mountains that surround the city to the Kapuzinerberg.

We had read that in Salzburg there was a wide tradition of coffee that came from the Turkish times. We wanted to drink coffee in one of the oldest coffee shops in the city. At first, we decided on the oldest cafe in the city but upon entering it did not give us a very good impression. There were many tourists inside and a bit of disorder.

When we asked the waiter what cakes or sweets they have, they indicated that they had finished. We left the premises and went to the cafe right in front and also the oldest. In addition to this cafeteria, the Mozartkugel was created, a typical truffle with marzipan from Salzburg and which is very rich.

A couple of hours later we continue visiting streets and places of Salzburg. We decide to return to the hotel since we are tiring. Well, our flight back departs early in the morning. Undoubtedly this has been one of the best trips we have made in Austria. We have loved everything, its landscapes, its mountains, its rivers, its towns, its cities, its gastronomy and its people. It is clear that one day we will return to these lands.

Day 5 - Vienna

We had breakfast in a chain that we only saw in Innsbruck and whose name I can not remember. What I will remember for a long time is the Apfelstrudel that we ate. It is the best I've tasted! It had been a clear day and the city looked like another, so we decided to take a walk before we left.

Now we could see the mountains that surround the city, all snowed. One thing that caught my attention was that people took the urban transport with skis to get to the slopes. We ended up going to Vienna after 11.

We left for Vienna, as we had almost 3 hours of travel. We ate on the way. At about 2 we arrived at the hostel. We had a room with bathroom. The hotel had parking, but it was for a fee, and there was a lot of space in the surroundings. So we parked it on the street.

As in Innsbruck, as soon as we left things we went to see Vienna. The hotel was a bit far from the center, but very well connected by tram (we were about 8 stops from the center). That afternoon we had time to see the whole area of the town hall, the opera, the museums (it must be said that we see everything on the outside, we do not enter any), Hofburg and in general all the Innere Stadt.

When we passed by the secession building we saw that there was a market next door, and we decided to go in to buy bread. We were inside for more than an hour. It was huge and had a lot of bars with terraces to eat, and many stalls of all kinds of food. We liked it a lot.

From there we went to see the Belvedere (to me it is the palace that I like the most). The trees had not yet flowered and were not at its peak. We will have to return in May! Despite this, the day was perfect and totally clear. So the photos were great.

At first, this was all I had planned to see, but since it was still 4 in the afternoon, we decided to go up to Hundertwasser. It is a rather peculiar house, built by the artist Friedensreich Hundertwasser (hence the name). We took the tram, went down to the center, took the metro at the Opera, and from there to Schombrum. There was a lot of people with a group of elderly people singing Christmas carols.

We took photos, we walked, but there were more and more people and it was quite oppressive. So we went back to the subway, and this time towards the Prater amusement park. We danced for a while, as the Viennese did! We took a walk through the amusement park and then we went back to the center. We have a small stop on the way to take a drink in one of the thousands of food stalls in Vienna selling hotdogs, pizzas, and kebabs.

At the end of so much wandering we got back at 9 o'clock, without having dinner, and a bit far from where we took the tram. We decided to dine in any place that we could find on the way. After much searching, we found one by chance.

We went to have a beer in the center, and then to have dinner at an Austrian restaurant, where both Viennese and tourists go. There is always a queue to enter, but the restaurant is so large that it does not take more than 10 minutes to find a place. The truth is that we were surprised that it was quite good. It was a cellar with typical food.

We dined well. At the end of dinner, we see that there was an ice cream parlor nearby, and we went in and ordered a two-flavored ice cream. When we left, it was close to 11 at night. We tried to find some flea market, but they were all closed. We took a couple of photos of the cathedral, and the Christmas shops we saw, and we went back to the hotel, frozen! The cold was getting into your bones. We return and went to sleep.

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Day 6 - Graz

We had little time to see Vienna, so we decided to get up early to take advantage of the day. The hotel breakfast was normal like most hostels. There was a bit of cheese, sausage, juices, coffee or tea, some sweet and a bit of fruit. The truth is that we like to have a strong breakfast, so we make good use of it. After breakfast, we went to the center. We saw everything we had left to see in the center.

We visit Schonbrunn because that way we went with the car and went straight to Graz. We had no problem parking next door. In an hour or so we saw the palace on the outside, and the gardens, which as I said before had not yet bloomed and we headed to Graz.

It took us 2 hours to get to Graz. We had taken the hotel near the train station (15 minutes from downtown). It has parking at the back of the hotel, but there is also a lot of street space in front of the hotel. We parked there, right in front of our room. The hotel is fine and the corridors have a very special decoration with paintings of all kinds and the walls are painted dark blue.

The room is spacious, with bathroom recently renovated. We decided to eat the sandwiches at the hotel, and then go out to discover the city. The first thing we saw was the Murinsel, which caught our attention because of how well used it is. It is a shell in the middle of the river that serves as a footbridge from one side to the other.

It also has a bar with a playground for children and an outdoor amphitheater. From there we realized that we had passed the modern art center without even realizing it. If you do not pass just ahead and raise your head you do not realize that it is there. If you cross the river by the Murinsel you arrive at the Schlossberg Platz, from where you climb some stairs (enough stairs) to the castle of the city.

Now it is used for concerts, and various acts, especially in summer. The truth is that it does not have much either. We went down the other side of the castle, and we ended up in the old part of the city. I immediately felt a positive energy, certainly due to his student life.

As the weather deteriorated, I decided to climb as soon as I arrived in Schlossberg just to have a view over the red roofs of the city while the sky is still blue. The atmosphere is spring with all these pretty flowers everywhere. From above, we can distinguish the different architectural styles, notably the Middle Ages and the more modern ones.

The tourist office in Graz provided me with the guide. Everything begins on Herrengasse, the nerve center of the city. It is here that we see the most beautiful palaces and the most beautiful facades.

The courtyard of Landhaushof is quite remarkable with its cobblestones and arcades. We see the Swarovski shop. In the other peculiarities that I liked, there is the wooden facade of the imperial bakery in Sporgasse where apparently you are invited to taste pastries of the imperial era like the Sissibuserl, kiss of Sissi or the Kaiserzwieback, the rusk of the emperor.

It was closed so I could not taste. I cross the river MurInsel, the island on the wall, a contemporary footbridge by the New York artist Vito Acconci. There is also the Museum of Contemporary Art by London architects Peter Cook and Colin Fournier. After visiting the whole town, we decided to find a place to eat, more than anything else so that it would not happen to us like in Vienna.

The issue is that it was 6 in the afternoon, and all the restaurants were closed! After searching a lot, and not finding any, we decided to ask at the tourist office, and they told us that since it was Resurrection Sunday. All the businesses were closed and told us that they were usually open on Sundays in general.

With this panorama we decided to return to the hotel, and look for a place nearby, so we do not have to go back. In the end we found one of hamburgers, sandwiches, salads and those things. Nothing great, but that served to at least eat hot. Anyway in the center there seemed to be two zones with bars, by the Franziskanerplatz, and in the surroundings of the carillon square.

I had always wanted to visit Prague, but it was one of those trips that for one reason or another I always ended up postponing. When this year I considered where to go on vacation, it seemed to me, after touring the capitals of Western Europe, to travel to Eastern Europe. However, years ago this destination was sold a lot as a package encompassing Prague, Budapest and Vienna.

The chosen date was the month of October to spend an autumn in Prague. The fundamental thing is that the tourist marabunta has already passed. Prague is full of tourists all year round, but at least in October we can walk, for example by the Charles Bridge and enjoy the fall colours.

For this reason, it seems normal to write about my vacation in that wonderful city, hoping that my blog can help you if Prague becomes the destination of your future vacations, something you will not regret. Being clear that I only wanted to visit Prague, I went to the travel agency to book the flight and the hotel.

When I arrived at the airport it was about noon. I arrived at the Airline counters and after waiting in line to check the bag I was able to eat something and rest until my flight left at 2:10 pm. We landed around 4:40 after a flight without problems. After picking up my suitcase I went to the exit where my driver was waiting for me with a placard with my surname.

The route was about 30 minutes. While I was alone with the driver I exchanged a few words in English, deriving the conversation in matters of climatology and football. A couple of times the phone interrupted the conversation. I ended up commenting that it was forbidden to talk on the cell phone while driving.

Finally, it was a little after 5:00 pm when he left me at the hotel where, after completing the check in, the receptionist gave me the key to the room. The single room that they gave me on the first floor was nice with everything that corresponds. My room retained the original wooden beams ceiling, decorated with paintings.

There is a wardrobe for clothes, table and chair, mini-bar, television with international channels and a bathroom with a shower instead of a bathtub. Inside the closet there was a very small security box where I could only leave documents, jewelry and money. It was opened with a key, not with a code, having to ask for the key at the reception.

From what I read the building was already used as an inn in the Middle Ages for travelers there who arrived in Prague when the gates of the city were closed. After unpacking the luggage and resting for a while, I left the hotel to change for Czech Crowns first, since I had not done it in the airport. The temperature was mild.

On the way I can admire the Powder Tower, the old gateway to the city and the municipal house that is located right next to the tower. I followed the Celetna street until it ended at the square of the old city full of traveling artists and above all tourists. I was impressed by the amount of people that there were, all wandering between the astronomical Clock Tower, the statue to Jan Hus and the Tyn Church and St Nicholas Church.

After recovering the blow I left the square to approach the exchange office located on Kaprova Street, right next to the square. I went with a coupon, which I had printed on their website and I showed it to one of the employees along with the money I wanted to change. With the feeling of being rich I followed the Kaprova street to the river where I came across the Rudolfinum which is a concert hall.

From here there is a nice view of the castle as well as the Charles Bridge. From the Rudolfinum, I continued north and then turned right into the neighborhood of Josefov. Here I wandered without really knowing where I was going until I reached Revolucni street. I continued south until I found the municipal house again and the Powder Tower.

I go back to hotel to leave part of the money changed in the safe and with the right amount I went to find a restaurant to dine. I order the typical goulash and a small beer. Finally I return to the hotel to sleep as the day had been long.

Autumn Trip to Prague in Czech Republic

Day 2

Today's program included a couple of visits to get to know the history of the city better because I sincerely admit that little I knew about the country was about the contemporary era. After breakfast at 7:30 I headed for the City of Prague Museum, which was located about 10 minutes from the hotel. Another advantage is that at this time the streets are practically deserted with neither tourists nor natives.

The museum is in a Renaissance style building and inside it was forbidden to take pictures. One of its rooms is dedicated to the prehistoric era where I can see why the first settlements were formed. Another couple of rooms are dedicated to the Middle Ages and the Renaissance with the presence of many objects.

I can notice the role that the city had at the economic and commercial level to be an important crossroad. Many pieces also reflect daily life as well as religion. Finally I ended up in the last room. The truth the samples of the objects present are interesting and helps to understand the development of the city. The explanations are in Czech and in English.

I see a 3D film in a room in the basement of the museum that lasts about 5 minutes and they provide the glasses. It is a different way of seeing the city since it starts by the square of the old city, crossing the Charles Bridge and ending in the castle. The camera alternates from the sky to walks through the streets. Perhaps only for that reason it is worth paying the 100 crowns for the show.

At around 11:00 hours the visit was over. I made the decision to go to visit the Museum of Communism that I had planned for another day. It was not very big. I walked the opposite way, returning to the hotel and from there take Na Prikope street until I reach the museum. The museum is located in a building that shares the first floor with a casino.

The place looked like a renovated apartment. However, I must admit that the visit seemed interesting to me. Each room is dedicated to a specific theme from education, agriculture, factories, border guard, secret police, Prague Spring and the fall of the communist regime. The information panels are in Czech, English, German, French, Italian and Spanish, which is appreciated and makes the visit more pleasant.

It is the only thing I see in Prague from the communist era and taking it easy I went through it in 45 minutes, reading almost all the information. After that I went to eat and I went to the hotel to take a break and rest knowing that in the afternoon I would be walking a lot.

At 2:00 I was at the corner between the Old Town Square and Parizka Street (there is a Cartier store and a Tourist Office), where the organizers and guides were already present. They are easily recognizable by their red T-shirts carrying even a huge red umbrella.

What I see is that next door there were a couple of people wearing yellow t-shirts that also promoted visits. I suppose that the competition at a tourist level is quite strong in Prague. After speaking to them we were separated by two groups. After briefly introducing us, the guide took us to the center of the square where he began his explanation of the city.

He starts with the parents of Charles IV to continue with his son and the golden age of the city since Charles IV became Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire. He made Prague the capital of the empire. Taking advantage of the statue dedicated to Jan Hus and the church of Tyn we are told about the Hussite movement that was important in these lands with the first defenestration.

Then we went to the Clock Tower, where he explained the reason for the different figures located around the instrument. 15 minutes before the peak time, the place is full of people looking at the clock. After a little more than an hour standing in the square we go down Zelezna Street until we reach the Karolinum, a building created as a university by Charles IV.

Only one tower is left of the original facade that faces the theater of the states, with a statue at its doors. At this stop, the guide told us about the stay of Mozart in Prague where Don Giovanni wrote, as well as a brief exhibition about Karolinum.

For the profane, I will say that it is not a Nazgul of the Lord of the Rings or a dementor of Harry Potter or Darth Sidious of Star Wars. It is the Commendatore of the Don Giovanni opera, a work that was being performed, those days, in the theater of the states.

From there we continue to Wenceslas Square with another stop and the corresponding explanation of the place. The fact that it was an old market clarified the impressive measures of the square. It was a place of meeting of the population both during the Prague Spring and the fall of the communist regime.

We continue the tour through Na Prikope street, today a very commercial street until we reach the Powder Tower and the municipal house. Here we made another stop with an explanation of both places. After that we walked to Masna street where we made a stop. There, the guide took the opportunity to explain the other tours offered, since in that street, inside a bar cum restaurant they have a counter.

After half an hour of rest to recover our strength we went to the old Jewish quarter, called Josefov in honor of King Jose. There we stopped in front of the statue dedicated to Franz Kafka, near the Spanish Synagogue. The guide explained the origin of the statue as well as the synagogue.

We continue to the Old New Synagogue going on to learn the legend of the golem of Rabbi Loew and we approach the Jewish cemetery. Both the entrance to the different synagogues and the cemetery are for a fee, so we stayed at the doors. The cemetery is in fact behind a wall and almost not seen. The guide recommended that it was an interesting place to visit.

Finally we finished the tour, after walking and standing almost all afternoon, in the Rudolfinum, a Renaissance building that houses a concert hall but during the World War II. It was the seat of Reinhard Heydrich, member of the Nazi SS. From here he ruled on the protectorate of Bohemia and Moravia, name given by the third Reich to the Czech part of the country.

It was around 6:30 or so when we finished. At that time I still wanted to see something being close to the Vltava. I happened to go to the Kampa island in the Czech countryside. I cross the Manesuv bridge to enter the neighborhood of Mala Strana and following the river bank I reach the place.

I enter in the courtyard of the museum dedicated to Franz Kafka to take some photos of the monument located there. I pass in front of the wall dedicated to John Lennon, a street animated by the performance of a street artist. I reach the Legii bridge, and take the vitezna street until I reach the foot of the Petrin hill.

I had considered the possibility of climbing it to take pictures of the city and see the replica of the Eiffel Tower. I discard at that time by tiredness. I take some pictures of the sculptures that are there and that represents, as they told me, the dehumanization of the person as he climbs the rungs of power.

From there I went to the Jiraskuv bridge with the intention of seeing and taking pictures of the Dancing House, or Fred and Ginger, a contemporary building architecturally speaking. Finally I went back to the hotel, which from there had a long road and in fact in the long half hour that evening it was night. On the way I buy a pizza and a little bottle of Becherovka, the typical liqueur of the country.

If you want to try an authentic kebab I'm sure that you'll love Kati rolls. It is a common street food in Kolkata, with a number of variants under the generic name Kati Roll. It is Indian flatbread or paratha rolled with lamb and vegetables inside. It is also common to find Kati rolls with chicken. It is taken together with a refreshing sauce, lemon or lime or chaat masala, a spice mixture. The price of a Kati roll goes from Rs. 20 to 50.

And suddenly I wake up and thirty years have passed. I see with profound clarity those moments when I thought that I was invincible. When despite the fears and insecurities I felt powerful. The world was at my feet and I knew I had a lifetime ahead. I dreamed of being older and do what I want to do. I wanted to be free, come home late, and choose my destiny. I sipped tea in an old park that is a witness of our laughter and tears and my place of encounters.

Sometimes the past is back with implacable surprise when you stir the innards. I'm happy and sad. It makes you come back with a perhaps too hard jolt. The relentless speed can only give the memories of the beautiful moments. And so these days. I'm happy being nostalgic while recalling a past that never left my heart, but I slept in the depths of my being, without waiting to be awakened.

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Nothing has to do with my childhood memories. Or maybe yes! At that time it was when I began to travel and to discover that the world reached far beyond our small territory. If you walked a little farther, there were people like us with very different customs, of customs, which in our eyes were exotic and curious and then I understood how beautiful is the world and the people who inhabit it.

I am convinced that many people would have some qualms about eating these little treats from the streets of Calcutta. Our eyes accustomed to the almost aseptic hygiene in which we live are not prepared for a lot of things that can be seen outside of our borders. But honestly, I not only do not mind and not that it was one of those things that come from my childhood trips.

Kati rolls are pure street food in Calcutta and elsewhere in India. In the street stalls roasted meats, previously marinated in spices are then wrapped in flatbread. Some people talk about kebabs of minced meat, others lamb kabobs, or chicken. There is no excuse to test flavors that come from afar.

Kathi Roll is preferable for dinner because until dusk the small places where they are sold do not begin to prepare them. Do not expect to eat a Kathi Roll in a restaurant. They are take away food, perfect for when you are in a hurry and even better for when they have closed the bars and you go hungry just before going home.

I decided to venture to Rishikesh. I had everything ready with a brand new rented 410 cc Royal Enfield Himalayan and the travel insurance but things got messed up. For better or for worse, this trip that was intended to be a journey full of adventure, overcoming and friendship. It would end up being a work trip, with its high doses of all the above.

It began in the chaotic city of New Delhi, the capital of this subcontinent. The first to arrive we went to collect the first mounts and at the end of the hot and suffocating day that the city gave us, we were all in the hostel wishing to go out for a beer and start the trip.

The tour began in Delhi. Leaving the gigantic city would not cost much, as we were lucky that just that day was a holiday and traffic had decreased a lot. On my journey I see there were other motorcycles rented in other locations, but the tours were shorter, simpler. This was a really incredible ride. We crossed two days of many kilometers and heat until we reached Risikesh, where a surprise awaited us. Slowly our first destination, at the foot of the mountain, was approaching.

This small town at the foot of the mountain, 200 km from the source of the sacred river Ganges, is a place of peace in the mountains. A place of pilgrimage of the yogis, the same place where the Beatles years ago went into a trance, where courses are taught in the ashram and people come from all over the world to rest their minds. A city, I remembered from other times, quiet and very picturesque, full of characters taken from other worlds wandering the street. But everything changes and this town in northern India was not going to be less.

Rishikesh turned out to be a place full of people who crossed the two bridges like ants eager to make their way back home. In reality, the peace of this place was broken by a holiday that attracted thousands of people to celebrate both here and in nearby Haridwar. We found a decent hotel where we would spend the night to rest and start doing something that we really wanted. Yes, to see the temples, life and the environment of this town.

Day 1

We advanced 100 kms from Rishikesh, and at 4 PM I realized that I did not have idea what it would be like to ride a motorcycle through this country. On the one hand, are the landscapes. They are huge, immense, and the mountains are flooding one, something I had never seen before. On the other hand, the way of driving is something that I had not seen before either.

The main road is bordering a mountain but the abyss is huge and the edge of stone that stands on the other side too. Suddenly the lane disappears and the buses stop 100 meters behind knowing that the truck is coming to let it pass through the parts where only one car can fit. We went along the Ganges River, going up from Rishikesh to Srinagar.

We stayed in Srinagar in a guest house, ate well and slept with the enthusiasm of the trip we had started together.

Day 2

We got close to a motorcycle with two passengers. Like the thousand motorcycles we saw, these were Sikhs traveling from Punjab to Hemkund Sahib on a pilgrimage. They are thousands of pilgrims. Some ride motorcycles, others drive, and others walk barefoot! We passed them of all types and find mostly men and very few women.

In this route, we find more than anything other than the sikhs with turbans mounted on their bikes. We started going along with a couple with the co-pilot load a huge backpack with clothes between the two people and we passed several times. There I greeted them and they greeted us. We took pictures of them, and we began to walk together.

We proposed a stop and they stopped. I was already admiring them a lot for making this trip with so much faith and devotion to their god. I asked why do they think it is so important to make this trip every year? They say for them it is a good opportunity to escape from the house. Sometimes they get tired of their parents and so they do this.

There we were realizing how this new generation of Sikhs were westernizing slowly too. They wore converse shoes, tight pants, just like the youth in Brooklyn. We continued together and we ended up meeting again an hour later. Suddenly the bike lost all power, all energy, and the accelerator stopped. In few seconds it melted completely.

There were more Sikh bikers and nobody knew how to fix it. It seemed that it did not spark, but it was not the spark plug. Someone said the coil burned. Anyway they pushed for one kilometer, and see nothing. Then one of them shot up to the next town, brought a mechanic and with the mechanic and another motorcycle we were pulled to the next town of Gauchar.

They inform us that this is indeed Coil problem and that the part can only be obtained in Rishikesh. They will ask for it and arrive at night. We stayed in Gauchar. What seemed a delay in our itinerary became a pleasant experience. We went down to the river, half a kilometer from the town.

Crossing it by a suspension bridge we found a hidden little town, where chants from a temple came out. We looked curious and suddenly we were in the middle of a ceremony. Some men welcomed us, took out seats, and slowly others came to say hello. They explained to us that in these days of the year all those who have ever lived in this little town meet and make a ceremony to a goddess.

They brought us food from the ceremony with banana covered in powdered sugar and masala chai. I was very impressed by the hospitality of these people in the midst of so much humility. The houses were built with mud. Each house had a cow or a calf or a goat in front. And anyway they found a divine way, very special to receive the visit.

They brought us the food on a large leaf of a tree similar to a banana leaf. When it got dark we said goodbye promising that when we returned from Mana (last town on the border with Tibet) maybe we would return. Yes, they did not let us leave without photos.

Day 3

We left the next day to Mana. In Mana and the small towns before Mana the view is getting more and more spectacular. During a surprising path through the beautiful landscapes the differences between the ethnic groups that populate the beginning of one of the largest mountain ranges in the world of the Himalayas get apparent.

It is pure Himalayas snowed on the tops! The Himalayas do not care about summer. It does not tickle them. When we got on the bike we put on a jacket, glove, double pants as the cold is getting strong! Mana in many ways similar to the previous town. They are hilly people, very self-sufficient. In the case of Mana, the field is less worked and more dedicated to the tissues. Cars are not allowed.

Reaching this green and leafy valley was a real respite. The valley was a haven of peace, silence and pure air. Quite the opposite of what I had lived during the long days of travel here. Seated at last in a comfortable bed, impeccable white in his quilt, with perfectly painted walls overlooking a mountain of more than 4,000 meters, between deep ravines and brushstrokes of ice and snow, I breathed.

Gone was the worst day so far, a day in which I went from the total enjoyment of the mountain road and my saddle, to the desire to throw in the towel and continue in the company of mine, as planned from the beginning. After dinner after a near perfect day, it consisted of chatting surrounded by friends.

Ride in Royal Enfield in the Himalayas

Day 4

After the reflection day under my helmet, once I was sitting on that immaculate bed, I breathed again. I decided to relativize as I have done so many times in my travels, in my life and I decided to continue having a good time, my partner and my friends.

I looked out the window while the rest of the team began to climb to the balcony that gave that small and new house-hotel, facing a deep valley full of life. A huge cow accompanied by a curly antler curled up a narrow side road to the main street, and they seemed inseparable. Surely they lived together since they were born, sleeping leg to leg in the same narrow barn.

Some women smiled shyly as we exchanged glances from their wooden windows. The sun was beginning to fall and the noise of the glass bottles full of fresh beer and the voices of my friends, made me leave that trance and return to reality. Upon returning from Mana we decided to return to the neighboring town of Gauchar and fulfill the promise.

We brought them dessert for the ceremony and the village children were delighted that we returned. They take us on a tour of the town. With all the attention given to us by adults and teenagers, we reject invitation to eat in town houses. The food was after the dance and it would have been midnight on the other side of the river. We return to Gauchar, rest and prepare for the return to Rishikesh.

The Faroe Islands are in the North Atlantic, between Iceland and Norway. The Faroe Islands are an autonomous country of Denmark, although they are not part of the European Union. The Faroe Islands have a high degree of self-government. They even have a football team recognized by UEFA.

I had this trip in mind for some time. Just a year ago I discovered these wonderful islands, unknown to most people. Faroe is a perfect destination for nature lovers, with one of the most amazing landscapes of the entire Earth.

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Our trip to the Faroe Islands started early morning. We had to take a flight at 6:15 from the Copenhagen airport, where we were spending the previous two days. The nerves were on the surface, because we could not wait to reach this unknown destination.

The taxi from our hostel to the airport went smoothly. Our flight was chartered by the company belonging to the government of the Faroe Islands. The service of the crew was exquisite. The flight ran without a jolt, but on landing our morale came a little down, as a dense fog covered the islands.

As soon as we landed we were struck by the fact that most of the passengers, who were Faroese, gathered a large amount of alcohol. And the saying goes, wherever you go do what you saw, so we take a pack of local beer.

Our next destination would be Midvagur, a small town where the car rental company we had chosen for our adventure through these North Atlantic islands was located. The company offered us the most competitive price, in addition to including all-risk insurance. It is highly recommended in these parts because you can easily find on the Internet stories of tourists who destroy their vehicles in tunnels in panic.

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Once on the car, we set off for Sorvagsvatn Lake, which for many is the most beautiful place in the Faroe Islands. This place is known worldwide because here you can find a lake on the ocean, just as you hear it. To get to this magical site we had to perform a journey of an hour and a half one way.

When we parked thae vehicle at the beginning of the trail, we were able to make sure that we were the only visitors that the lake would have that day. However, the beginning could not be more discouraging, because the fog deprived us of being able to enjoy the wonderful landscape.

The road was very simple, not requiring to have a great physical form to achieve it. Finally we reach one of the most magical spots, the Traelanipa cliff, which in the Faroese language means mountain of slaves. The legend says that this was the place used by the Vikings to get away from the poor slaves who were no longer useful. Faroese is a language closer to Icelandic than Danish.

After that we continue ascending the cliff. As if it were a Steven Spielberg film, the fog disappeared, allowing the sun to illuminate the reason that moved us to make this trip. We see how Lake Sorvagsvatn floated on the ocean. The nervous laughter was present before the magnitude of the beauty that appeared before our eyes, nothing more nor less than a lake on the ocean!

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At this magical moment I could enjoy it with the friends who accompanied me. Of course it will be a memory that I will keep in my memories for the rest of my life. Once we recovered our breath, we climbed the ascended path until we reached a rocky area. From there we could see the Bosdalafossur waterfall, where the lake empties into the sea.

We are on our way to pick up the car and get going to our next destination, the Vestmanna cliffs. From the parking we could see the wonderful Trollkonufingur, or what the same, the finger of the Troll woman.

The journey by car barely lasts 40 minutes, more than enough time to cross a tunnel under the Atlantic Ocean. Faroe is folded from Eurotunnel on a small scale. It is impressive to see the great slope of these tunnels.

When we arrived at Vestmanna the sky became overcast, although lucky it was not raining. In Vestmanna we would take a small boat for an excursion of about 3 hours, which would take us to the cliffs located north of the main island, Streymoy.

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The cliffs we could see stole our breath. We had the feeling of being starring in the Jurassic Park movie. In addition to skirting the coast, the small boat was introduced between small nooks and crannies of the cliffs.

Once back in the port, we set off for our last destination of the day, the small town of Saksun. During the journey we found a couple of vehicles that almost took us out of the small road. The trip to the village lasted one hour.

Again Saksun was presented as an exclusive gift, because we were the only tourists who came there. Saksun is a dream town, where we could take amazing photographs. Finally we arrived at Torshavn, the capital of the Faroe Islands, where our apartment was located. Our time of arrival was 23:00, being completely tired, because we had not rested since we woke up at 03:00 in Copenhagen.

But the surprises did not end here. In the Faroe Islands during most of the year the sun practically does not set. During our trip, it only took place at night from 2:00 to 4:00.

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Murukku is a popular Indian salty snack in the southern states of India. People combine flour from rice and black beans flour to form a paste. In the form of pasta, it is cooked in a spiral or wheel shape and then fried in oil. Murukku is seasoned with chili, cumin and onion powder. It is a staple of most households in South India and is also widely available for sale from roadside sellers throughout India. Some commercial producers have also started marketing the snack, both in India and in Europe and North America.

India's culinary culture offers a wide variety of appetizers and appetizer-type dishes. Salty snacks, such as Murukku, are known as chaat. Easy to make and easy to carry, Murukku is associated with the Deepavali or Diwali festival. Deepavali is a festival of lights that takes place every year in the Autumn. Diwali is above all, a time for families to come together. The exchange of appetizers and desserts is a big part of the celebrations.

Most Indians eat Murukku throughout the year, not only during the festival period. Families tend to have favorite ways to prepare the snack, which is often served with tea. It is also offered to children and visitors. The ingredients may vary a bit, but the shape usually is spiral that is one of the most characteristic of this chaat.



Murukku typically includes rice flour, black beans known as ur flour, butter, water, salt and other seasonings. These slow roasted rice and bean flours are then ground into a powder. This can be very time intensive, and therefore many chefs buy pre-ground flour. All the ingredients are combined in a doughy mass.

The first versions of the snack are rolled apart, for the first time in long snake shapes and then in flat spirals. Modern chefs often use molds or presses. The finished products are fried, usually in coconut oil until crispy.

Any variation is almost endless. Many cooks add green lentils or other beans for an appetizer, bringing it more in line with the traditional vegetable dishes. Chopped vegetables, especially peppers and chili peppers are also used. The finished products can also be sprinkled with sesame seeds or coarse salt immediately after being removed from the oil.

Murukku is appetizers loved by Indians from all over the world. The indigenous communities of the United States, Canada, and throughout Europe have introduced the morsel to a very diverse group of people. In some areas, especially in the United Kingdom, Murukku products are often sold commercially along with chips and other processed snacks. Most consumers in the UK know fresh and elaborate forms of snack like Chakli. Chakli is the Gujarati word for Murukku.
Beyond its classical music and its brilliant architectural heritage, Austria is known all over the world for its sweets. One of the highlights of my trip to Vienna is when one afternoon we went to have a snack at one of the most famous cafes in the city. Among its exquisite desserts was, of course, the strudel or apfelstrudel, also known as apple strudel. It is a delicious puff pie that perfectly combines apples, spices, and nuts. It is enclosed between layers and layers of a thin puff pastry that has become popular in several countries.

Today we were not in a hurry so we got up at 08:30 to go to breakfast quietly. I was quite hungry and I filled the plate three times with scrambled eggs, sausages, cheese, toast, and coffee of course. At 09:30 we were on our way to Wenceslas Square to cross the road to the famous Prague Castle.

We practically spent every day around here as it is the gateway to the center of Prague. We did not pay much attention where we crossed because we would have plenty of time to enjoy these streets later. We approach the Castle where we find people swarming in the area.

The Prague Castle stands imposing from the quarter of Malá Strana (old city) seen from any part of the city. In itself, it is a small municipality where there are several churches, palaces, the cathedral, and small streets. To be able to visit it, you have to buy different tickets. We bought a package that gave us access to the San Vito cathedral, the convent and the Basilica of San Jorge, the royal palace, and the golden alley.

The golden alley is one of the attractions that attract more tourists to this complex. It is a small and narrow street and not excessively long but it has the charm as there are houses of such a small size that sometimes you wonder how people could live there. In it lived the famous writer Franz Kafka. Now it is a store of souvenirs and gifts related to his figure.

Many of the houses in this golden alley are dedicated to the sale of typical Czech souvenirs and crafts and others have been reconstructed and tried to represent the lives of the people who lived there. There was one person who worked or liked the cinema and the house are full of posters and films, especially silent movies.

Another was a seamstress and what was inside was sewing tools, a sewing machine, a small room and the kitchenette. Another impressive area is the squares that we find in this area of ​​Prague. This is the back of the San Vito cathedral. It's funny because contrary to what we are used to, the main façade is on the side where the famous golden gate is located. In it is also a statue of St. George. The interior is quite impressive for its arches. And the windows enchanted us.

Leaving one of the sides of Prague Castle, we visit the church of Loreto. Here there is supposed to be a reproduction of the original house of the Virgin Mary. We found the door closed because they closed from 1:00 pm to 1:45 pm. But we were not willing to wait that long time there in the sun with nothing more to see or visit around.

We decided to go down from Prague Castle and discovered a restaurant with a patio in which we are very comfortable. With the beers, we ordered a dish that was spectacular. It was the smoked apple with roasted ham and mashed potatoes. To continue I continue with the fondness for the Czech Goulash and Svíčková.

To finish we cannot fail to mention the delicious apple strudel. We did not find it expensive. Especially because of how relaxed we were. I said to myself, if they do not do well here, they will not do it anywhere. And just in case I asked for it. I have to admit that I had never eaten before. It is not a sweet that is usually found easily in these lands, so I did not have anything to compare it.



To all this, do you know that the apple pie is native to the Czech Republic and not to Austria? The issue is that some Czech women brought this delight to Austria and in the end, the Austrians took it away. After the conquest of Byzantium in 1453, they acquired the recipe we know today in the area of ​​the former Austro-Hungarian Empire. It has its origins in the time of the monarchy of the Danube and was intended to be a simple and tasty meal for the poor.

In 1696, the strudel was mentioned for the first time in writing. It is now a dessert typical of Austria and the southern part of Germany, whose origins go back to the Byzantine era. Its origin is probably the Turkish Baklava, whose influence reached the Austro-Hungarian Empire with various invasions. So, you know that in reality, the apple pie is Czech. Oh! And the pieces of apple go inside, not outside like we do. The apples that are used to make the compote must have a good aroma and a slightly acid touch. They are also prepared with plums, apricots, cherries and dried fruits.

It was delicious, of course. Although I do not know if it was influenced by the fact of being on vacation in another country, that things taste better. I do not know why.

When we returned to our route we went in the old city to the church of San Nicolas that I liked especially for its late baroque style. It has a lot of details where to stand and in its spectacular organ that Mozart played.

Nerudova street is very close, you can not miss it. It has a medieval charm that attracts you. As earlier the streets had no number the neighbors of this neighborhood decided that the best way for people to find their home was to draw or add to the façade something that would distinguish them. They decided to use their emblem of two suns, a man on horseback, a swan, etc.

As it rained a lot, we were not prepared for so much water and we went into a small cafeteria. We look for the bridge of San Carlos to cross to the New City (Nové Mesto). We got a huge disappointment. The fame of this bridge had made us imagine that the sculptures that are on its sides would be spectacular. But we find them totally black. The details are not distinguished that the artists who carved them designed.

We thought that they would be more careful, basically because the bridge is one of the great attractions of this city. Obviously, we cannot deny that it is very charming to cross this bridge in either direction and see the Prague Castle or Nove Mesto from it. It is a must-see in the city.

Another street that is a 'must' is Karlova. We find a couple of theaters where the famous Czech black theater was there. If you are interested in seeing it remember to bring cash. So we were disappointed to see that day because we had not enough left over. We ended up in the Old Square, watching a game on a mega-screen that had been installed for the Euro Cup.

When we got tired we went to the hotel, looking for a brewery that I had read that was well considered. We started with a tasting round of 8 beers. The glasses were small. We went back to eat typical Czech dishes of the famous flour dumplings with a white sauce and rice.

The anecdote of the dinner was that we were seated at a table shared with a man who ate alone. We greeted each other and observed that he was tasting 4 beers. After a while, they served him a soup and since he had run out of beer he ordered one of the big ones of half a liter. This is where we stay looking. He looks at us, smiles and asks for another beer.

From time to time he would lean back as he ate and breathe slowly as if leaving a hole in his belly and the uncle continued. It was not very big in size but it looked like it was going in. We are left with the desire to know if it ended or not because we left and the man was still there. From the restaurant, we went to rest and we still had several days left in this wonderful city.
Of all the dishes of Rajasthan, dal bati churma is perhaps the best known. As you travel from one part of the state to another, you will find that each region has something unique, which reflects on the food as well. Rajasthani cuisine is mainly vegetarian and offers a fabulous variety of delicious dishes. The spice content is quite high in comparison to other Indian cuisines, but the food is absolutely delicious. People use butter to cook most dishes, and is well known for its spicy curry and delicious sweets.

There is a huge variety of sweets, which is enjoyed and savored by all. The cooking style followed is based on the natural climatic conditions of this desert land. There is a shortage of fresh green water and vegetables, which has an adverse impact on it being cooked. In the desert belts, people prefer to use milk, and butter in large quantities to minimize the amount of water while cooking food.

Dal Baati Churma Recipe made at most of the celebrations and festivals is a popular one-dish comprising dal and baati, which are fried or baked hard wheat flour rolls and is popular in Hadoti region in Rajasthan and Malwa region in Madhya Pradesh in India, where many villages still rely on earthen ovens. Daal-Baati is a dish consisting of Baati which are balls of durum wheat all traditionally roasted over the wood-fired oven until it hardens on the outside, but a bit spongy in the middle and are eaten with a cross soup lentil, which is very popular throughout India called Dal.

Churma is the quintessentially a sweet usually served with baatis and dal. It is thick wheat crushed and cooked with buffalo butter and sugar or brown sugar. It is delicious and deliciously rich in flavor that will leave you baffled as to how you only have three ingredients to make it. Churma is basically prepared by boiling in a pressure cooker using panchkuti dal, which tastes awesome with the baati. Toor dal is used to make dal, a vegetarian favorite that can be served with sweet churma and wheat flour bati.

The dal is a dish of India based on lentils this is, in fact, the name used in that country to indicate the classical legume and is usually followed by a symbol that specifies the type used to prepare it, as in India if they are numerous varieties. One for all, the white dal, a type of white lentils, not dark like the ones we are used to eating. There are also dark ones, of course, and we may well use them to prepare the dish, especially for the first time, but it is good to know that the varieties clearer, although not necessarily white, are the most suited for the realization.

The dal is a preparation based Indian lentils which are usually served as a soup or denser version along with other vegetables and rice. If you consider that India is a vast sub-continent, where there are approximately 60 different varieties of lentils, not to mention the number of spices, you will understand that there are countless versions.

This is a highly personal reworking of the endless variations that I found and I quote this in my diary because I particularly liked. This can serve as a side dish but would be fine as an appetizer or, in the version a bit more liquid as an excellent soup, hot and aromatic for chilly evenings, with two slices of good bread.

Dal Bati Churma Recipe

Preparation Time: 60 mins
Cooking time: 60 mins
Servings: 5 servings
Calories per serving: 350 calories per 100 gms

Ingredients

250 grams whole wheat flour
120 grams semolina wheat
260-gram butter
1 pinch of cardamom
6 almonds
4 pistachios
75 grams powdered sugar
50 grams chickpea
50-gram split peas
50-gram lentils
20-gram black bean
3 cloves
2 bay leaves
1 teaspoon seed cumin
2 fresh chili
1 pinch asafoetida
2 teaspoon amchur (dried mango powder)
2 tbsp tamarind
2 teaspoon chili powder
1 teaspoon ground coriander
1 pinch turmeric
1/2 teaspoon garam masala

Recipe Method

Cut the butter into cubes and melt it in a saucepan over low heat without stirring. Once the butter has melted, remove the white foam that has formed on the surface. Delicately pour it into another container (the milk must remain at the bottom of the pan). You finally get a clarified butter, which has the advantage of withstanding higher temperatures (180 ° C).

To prepare the churma, in a bowl, mix half of the whole wheat flour, semolina and ghee. Add enough water to form a homogeneous and firm dough ball. Divide the dough into equal sized balls and flatten the shape of thick disks. Squeeze the center of each with your thumb.

Add clarified butter over medium heat, until the pastry is golden brown on both sides and cooked in the center. Cool. Break the dough into small pieces, before the mix into coarse crumbs. Add powdered sugar, cardamom, and crushed almonds and pistachios.

For Baati, mix the remaining half of the flour with semolina and ghee. Add water until smooth. Knead 5 minutes. Divide the dough into balls of equal size. Flatten them slightly and form a borrow in the center with your thumb, as before. Bring a large pot of water and let them poach baatis for 15 minutes. Then drain.

Preheat oven to 200 ° C. Arrange the baatis on a plate, brush with clarified butter and bake until golden. Wash dried vegetables, pour them into a pressure cooker and cover generously with water. Bring to a boil then let cook 20 minutes after the whistling of the valve. Mix chili powder, coriander, turmeric, and masala. Add a little water to form a thick paste.

Heat the clarified butter and throw in the cloves, bay leaf, cumin, chilies and asafoetida. Add the spice paste and mix well. Incorporate then cooked dried vegetables, a pinch of salt, tamarind, and amchur. Boil for 10 minutes. Add a little water if necessary. Serve hot with daal baatis and churma.
What makes the statue of a giant chicken important in a small town in Vietnam? You also ask us, so we have set out to inform you about it so that we can bring this curious story today. We go to Vietnam today to visit Lang Dinh An, a small town also known as Chicken Village in the travel guides. At first, Lang Dinh is a normal, ordinary town, without any charm. The vision changes when we meet the giant chicken.

To know the reason, we have to keep in mind the tradition. In this place, it is the woman who leads the house and who must pay a dowry to her future husband before marrying. Years ago this dowry consisted of 20 sharons (a typical garment) woven by hand and the spurs of a wild chicken that lived in the mountains. From this point, the legend comes into play.

Chicken Rezala Recipe image

According to the story, on one occasion a girl went to the mountain to capture the wild chicken. She never returned, and a few days later she was found dead in the forest. Because of the anger they felt, the girl's family sent the boyfriend to look for the chicken and finish the work that she had left halfway, but fate wanted him to die too.

From that moment, the custom of providing the spurs of a wild chicken as dowry was suppressed. It was then that the statue of the giant chicken that we found in Lang Dinh An was raised, in memory of the couple who could not get to marry.
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The use of the facilities using intermediates in the preparation of meals, eating instant meals and preparing simple meals, is increasing. It thereby reduces the time spent in the kitchen to a minimum. But it does not necessarily mean that your menu will be limited to only a few simple dishes that are easy to get bored. Why?

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Mohanthal similar to Besan burfi is a popular Rajasthani and Gujarati sinfully rich roasted gram flour fudge made with milk, khoya, and ghee and is a sweet dessert with a touch of cardamom flavor and topped with sliced almonds made more often during Krishna Janmashtami, Diwali and festivals that is ideally known to be served to Gods and Goddesses as prasad.

Mohanthal is a typical Gujarati sweet and is a kind of pastry flavored with cardamom, condensed milk, and butter to which you can add coffee, chocolate, nuts, mint, and rum to get different flavors.

Mohanthal is considered an Indian invention. Prepared with sugar, milk, butter and cream, the dessert is served at room temperature. There are many variations of the classic recipe, from chocolate to that to nuts, to which you can add coffee, mint, and rum. The cake is cut into squares and served at room temperature. Since you can prepare it in 10 minutes and does not require special molds, it may be a good idea to prepare it for a sweet Valentine's Day last minute dessert.

Mohanthal Recipe

Preparation Time: 20 mins
Cooking time: 10 mins
Servings: 3 servings
Calories per serving: 125 calories per 100 gms

Ingredients:
  • 3 cups bengal gram flour
  • 6 tbsp butter
  • 1 cup milk
  • 1 cup cream
  • 1 cup milk powder
  • 2 tsp cardamom powder
  • 1 cup sugar
  • 1 cup water
  • 2 tbsp almonds and pistachios
  • A few saffron strands

Recipe Method:
  1. Melt the butter and mix with gram flour in a large bowl and combine well. Add warm milk and mix well. Keep aside this mixture to rest for 20 minutes.
  2. Put the cream and milk powder in a frying pan and cook on medium heat until mixture comes together. Remove from heat and keep aside.
  3. Mix the milk dough with gram flour mixture and stir-fry continuously on medium heat until it becomes light brown in color. Let it cool and add cardamom powder, saffron and the nuts and stir until well combined.
  4. In a saucepan, boil the sugar and water together on medium heat till you reach a single thread consistency. Mix the syrup with flour mixture and keep stirring until the mixture turns thick and leaves the sides of the pan and quickly pour into a greased rectangular plate and level the surface.
  5. Cut it into desired shapes on the plate. Spread the sliced almonds evenly over the top to garnish.
I kept Udaipur in my memory as one of the cities that I liked the most during my first trip to Rajasthan. That is why, when I was in Bikaner, my route plan changed. I decided that Udaipur had to return, even if only to contemplate once again the sunset over Lake Pichola.

Udaipur has received me exactly as I remembered it. Its white terraces continue to reflect the sun's rays although to a lesser extent. Octopussy is broadcast in many restaurants at seven o'clock in the afternoon. The image of the Palace illuminated at night still far exceeds the visit of its interiors. And, like three years ago, my favorite time is still the sunset. Women go to the ghat to wash clothes, while children soak and rinse between jumps and somersaults, turning an activity as routine as grooming in all a game.

In the past days in Udaipur, I have been able to relive all these memories, and also create new ones, such as the visit to the Jain temple of Ranakpur. It is one of the two classic excursions from Udaipur together with the fort of Chittorgarh.

But, at the same time, Udaipur has also shown me a different face. The quiet city that I remembered was dressed up for the Navratri, which was coming to an end and was saying goodbye in style. During the last days of the festival, the ghat has been invaded by dozens of statues of Durga. While every two by three the streets were cut by the passage of a tractor carrying another statue and followed by a crowd dancing to the music that threatened deaf to all.

A couple of days ago I commented on Facebook that there is no place that day after day surprises me as much as India. This country is crazy, for the good and for the bad. And if there is anything in which the Indians are insurmountable, it is in the celebrations, whatever they may be.

Navratri Vrat Recipes images


Also, it seems that there is always a reason to celebrate something. Last Thursday, for example, with the Navratri already finished, naive of me I thought that tonight I would finally sleep peacefully. Well no. Thursday is the day of Hanuman (the monkey god) and from eight until twelve at night, in a temple located under my hotel, a group of men and boys were dedicated to repeating mantras marking the rhythm with some drums. One of those (recurring) situations in which you think, and then you laugh hysterically because you know there is no possible solution.

I'm starting to digress, so I'm going to focus on the subject. I wanted to show Udaipur dressed as a party, but to reflect everything seen and lived these days I think the words fall short. As they say that a picture is worth a thousand, this time I will make a silent post.

There is that explosion of color, to those babies observing with their huge eyes all the madness that develops around them. There are those other babies that in spite of madness sleep deeply in the arms of their mothers. There are those men possessed by God. Then there are the parallel acts of the hijra (the third sex) entertaining the citizens with their dances and jokes.

They make use of the imagination, deafening music, shouts, and laughter. I stay from morning to night, and maybe you can get an idea of ​​what the end of Navratri has been in Udaipur. I can not think of a better way to transmit it.

If there is something I never imagined in my life, it is to ever step on Wimbledon. It is one of those things with which I become familiar as a child but only by what I see in the television. When my cousin told me 3 weeks ago that he had Wimbledon tickets, I thought it was a joke. For a passionate tennis lover like me, there is little news that may seem better than this one. I always dreamed of being able to get close to London to see a Wimbledon match. However, the process of getting tickets is really complicated.

Very few tickets go on sale and, those that do, are awarded through a kind of complex raffle or after hours and hours of queuing. In order to have access, to the best seats of the main courses in the big tournaments, you have to be part of the club to start. At least that is how it works in Roland Garros and Wimbledon although in the US Open I was able to get tickets for the Arthur Ashe court in the 2nd row and I bought it the same day.

In the United States you could see people from different social classes and was more open to everyone. In the tournaments of France and England the dress of all is different. We had tickets to see the fourth and fifth day of the tournament. On day 4 it would still be the men's and women's second rounds.

Located to the south-west of the city of London, Wimbledon is an elegant neighborhood of well-kept and peaceful streets with elegant mansions surrounded by English gardens. But only until its prestigious international tennis tournament arrives. At that time, the neighborhood is transformed and filled with fans of this sport from all over the world.

This metamorphosis has been experienced since the sixties of last century, and lasts two weeks between the end of June and the first of July.

Journey to the Heart of Wimbledon

Day 1

A few days later I already had the plane tickets bought and I disembarked at the Gatwick airport shortly before 7 o'clock. Our subway stop at Shepherd's Bush, west of the city, a little beyond Hyde Park and right next to Holland Park and our hotel. We check-in. A guy of Indian origin treated us very kindly and told us how to get to the room. And now, with much desire and camera in hand, we went to tour the city.

The first sports appetizer was to see one of the football world cup matches in an Australian bar in the center of London. The day was sunny with the perfect temperature in London. I did not have any cash. So I had to go to the nearest ATM, which was not so close.

It was a beautiful and sunny day in London. So after visiting the Chelsea FC stadium, I went to the tube station Fulham Broadway. I got off at the Wimbledon Park station. In thirty minutes, here we are at Wimbledon, the second of four stages marking the Grand Slam tournament.

Wimbledon is above all a district populated by trees abundantly watered by the rain. I take a deep breath. The sun is shining. The exception that confirms the rule of English rainfall. I did not have a map of the area. I did not know the entrance to the courts, but it was just a matter of following the mass of people and asking.

I think the purpose of my blog is not just to share my travel diary to be written somewhere that I can go back and relive it every time my memory fails, but also to share it with you. At 2 o'clock in the afternoon I put my foot for the first time in the legendary All England Club of Wimbledon. I had all the hair on my skin bristling. One hundred and twenty-six years of tennis leaves a residue impossible to ignore.

I had seen, like a hundred thousand times, the place on television, but in person it is something shocking. The venue was a hive of people who went from track to track, and crowded into the official stores. They populated and gave life to all the restaurants and food courts with the chatter about this or that player. Tennis was getting sweetly through every pore of my skin.

When I entered the temple of the Central Court I think I got lost in a state of ecstasy. The thing was worse when we found that our seats were in row 3 of one of the sides. It is less than a meter and a half from the grass, allowing me to see the players less than 5 meters. No one could return me to the real world anymore.

The great in every way Serena Williams was in the courts. The game had little history left and soon the Scottish Andy Murray, the local idol went out to warm up. The tennis commentaries did not stop after each point. The public of Wimbledon is usually quite intellectual although I verified that my knowledge of the players and their level of form surpassed the majority. I have to look at it.

My cousin went around the rest of the tracks under a scorching sun unfit for London. I, knowing that I would have another whole day to do it, stayed at Centre Court to watch the end of Murray's match and impatient for the arrival of Rafael Nadal.

Rafa jumped to the track to warm up around 6:15 in the afternoon. I could never have dreamed that the first time I would see him in my life would be 5 meters on the Wimbledon Center Court. His rival, an almost unknown jumped to the track half timid and not knowing what to do.

The sad outcome of the game you will all know by now. Nadal never found a way to alleviate the cannon shots of all possible types of the Czech player. My reputation as a jinx is not in vain. The fifth set was played after 9 o'clock at night and that is why I was able to experience a match with the retractable roof closed and the artificial lights on.

Nobody left from there. By the time Nadal ducked his head for the last time against ace number 22 of the Czech, the clock marked 10 o'clock at night. The elimination of Nadal left us with bad mood and was the subject that was discussed in all groups of people who left the All England Club. Not in vain, it was the first time he fell in the second round of a Grand Slam since 2005.

After leaving the courts we leave for one of the many typical pubs. There we find traditional dishes of English cuisine such as the popular fish & chips, battered fish accompanied with chips and seasoned with salt and vinegar. There are English sausages with mashed peas and potatoes, meat and vegetable empanada, lamb in mint sauce, roast beef, chicken and mushroom pie.

There is also the Yorkshire Pudding, apple pie or the crumble, prepared with fruit and covered by several layers of crunchy crumb.

Journey to the Heart of Wimbledon

Day 2

I woke up excited. There I was early in the morning at the station, waiting for the subway to arrive at that unthinkable place. Some people will think I'm crazy but those passionate about tennis, not so much. On the way we have some coffee and breakfast at a store near Victoria Station.

I arrived earlier to be able to explore the site well. The sky threatened rain and the tracks were covered with their protective green tarps. However, it turned out to be another fantastic day of sun and heat.

I went through the official store to take a keychain and a backpack that I plan to take everywhere. Then I happened to meet one of the three most famous seat judges in the World. We took a picture and chatted about the games for a while.

My next stop was Court 1. I got the feeling that it is even bigger than the Central Court and much more modern. Again good seats, behind the box for the team of players, allowed us to witness the games from a privileged position.

The beautiful Maria Sharapova with a blunt mix of frying pans and shouts in equal measure. It was the most beautiful match I saw in the two days. With an enviable sun, I spent part of the afternoon watching pieces of matches from the outer courts. I was impressed to see the Bryan brothers in the doubles.

I then head to the booth where they sold Wimbledon balls used by the players in their games. Here every ball is worth 1 pound. They take advantage of tennis freaks like me. I bought one. It was getting dark when I went to Henman Hill to join the thousands of people who saw the great Roger Federer. It is one of the busiest sites during the two weeks of competition.

People who do not have tickets for the important tracks bring their blankets and supplies. They spend the day watching outdoor tracks and enjoy food, drink and grass while watching the stellar games on the big screen that looks out over the hill. Federer, did not suffer my curse and had already come back when I crossed the doors of the All England Club for the last time.

The game was not over yet and I stayed a few seconds watching the almost empty and quiet place under the night. It is an experience that I will never forget and that I hope will be repeated in London or Paris!

During the celebration of the international tennis tournament, one of the culinary traditions of Wimbledon is to eat strawberries with cream in one of the restaurants and cafes that are scattered around the neighborhood. We have enormous strawberries with whipped cream at an exorbitant price.

It is also traditional during the tournament to drink Pimms, a very refreshing and summery alcoholic drink that consists of a mixture of wine, herbs and gin. When we get to our neighborhood we stop for a beer in a pub.