We were all enchanted by the fairy-tale loveliness of the square in Wroclaw.
Bryan's journal:
Thursday September 6
From Frankfurt, we boarded a CJR (a Bombardier regional jet) for the flight to
Wroclaw, Poland. What a surprise to have a free beer if we wanted one.
After we landed around 2:00 pm and retrieved our bags we were
fortunate to hire a taxi-van for 50 Polish zlotys to take us to our Airbnb
accommodation located in the old town (Stare Miasto) near the market square
(Rynek). Our suite was situated on the top floor of an apartment building.
There was no elevator. There were three bedrooms and one bathroom with a
temperamental gas water heater.
After we settled in we walked over to the Rynek and eventually had
our first of many pleasant Polish suppers at Karczma Lwowska.
Friday September 7
After a leisurely outdoor breakfast at a bistro off the main square,
Eleanor set off to purchase bus tickets for our next leg of
the trip. Bryan and Nestor went in search of the Panorama of Raclawice and the
National Museum but not before walking in the wrong direction. Thank heavens
for large street maps on billboards. They eventually found the Panorama,
purchased tickets and waited for our group to walk up the circular ramp to see
what was a 360ᵒ mural/diorama
depicting the April 1794 battle of Raclawice. They were given special little
translators to listen to the narrator tell the story in English. A short walk across the street took them to
the National Museum where they walked through rooms of triptychs that were
taken from Polish churches. Needless to say their visit was brief. Bryan
managed to forget his glasses in a washroom but they were waiting for him at
the entrance kiosk. Such Polish efficiency! They walked along the Oder River
past the Polish Hill (Ceglarski Citadel) and Cathedral Island before turning
toward the old town square (Rynek).
The city is full of grand old churches; there are nuns everywhere.
It truly is a Catholic country.
There are lots of bicycles in use including rented ones and there
are electric trams criss-crossing the city.
Around the old city square you can find tiny bronze gnomes engaged
in some form of activity often outrageous and always humorous. The square is
dominated by the Town Hall and its art museum.
Around the square itself there are rows of restaurants with indoor
and outdoor tables.
In the open areas there is a wide variety of street performers: buskers, jugglers, portrait artists, bubble blowers. That evening we dined in the outdoor area of Restauracja Krolewski located in the Dwor Polski Hotel on the Rynek.
In the open areas there is a wide variety of street performers: buskers, jugglers, portrait artists, bubble blowers. That evening we dined in the outdoor area of Restauracja Krolewski located in the Dwor Polski Hotel on the Rynek.
Perogies, with an amazing variety of stuffings, seem to be on almost every restaurant menu, and I had them everywhere we went.
One thing that really surprised me is that a variety of sauces accompanied the perogies instead of sour cream!
In Wroclaw, dumplings were offered alongside meat. Thinking these would be perogies, I ordered this but the dumplings turned out to be Silesian dumplings which appear on p. 100 of a beautiful Polish cookbook called ROSE PETAL JAM.
Saturday September 8
The slats holding up Bryan’s bed separated last night and he fell
through so he spent the rest of the night sleeping on a couch in the living
room.
It rained overnight and it was quite cloudy in the morning.
We had a good breakfast in a small bakery nearby around the corner.
It rained overnight and it was quite cloudy in the morning.
We had a good breakfast in a small bakery nearby around the corner.
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POTRAWKA z KURCZAKA POLSKA
From
Jeff Smith’s THE FRUGAL GOURMET on OUR IMMIGRANT ANCESTORS, page 371
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