We set out from our hotel in what looked like an interesting direction. Within two blocks the tree lined street opened up into world famous Wenceslas Square. I guess there are benefits being married to a travel agent! It was just at dusk so I went on full alert in my role of protecting her from pirates! and after checking out the square and some side streets, we settled on an open air cafe. I was drawn to the flame of the propane heaters that reminds me of my campfire every Wednesday with Chuck. Tell me you cant see the resemblance!
Luelle had one of her favorites in Europe that just doesn’t seem to be the same in the States: Tomato and Mozarella Salad with Basil. I had trout because the waiter said that they came from just up there, and pointed to the mountains. We’ve got 3 days.
Maybe I’ll chase that down. By the way, have you noticed that European Ice Cream tastes better? Or is it that Ice Cream tastes better in Europe?