kinds of delicious sweetness. I first had one from a street vendor in Poland and it was glorious. Yes, I ate pierogis too, of course they were amazing, but I am a sucker for sweets. Stroopwaffles also stole my heart in the Netherlands and I indulged in chocolate in Switzerland. I also ate potica in Slovenia and crepes in France. It was a good thing I explored these cities primarily on foot. It wasn’t all about the sweets. Any place I stopped to eat in Italy never disappointed. Fresh pasta, homemade sauces, warm fluffy breads with thick olive oil. I always left with a full belly and that wasn’t even indulging in the second piaitti, yes that’s right, two courses! I had to skip dessert to save room for gelato on my walk back. Then there were the cheeses. From fondue in Zurich, and Gouda in, well, Gouda. Living in Spain I ate the hard, buttery cheese, Manchego, and plenty of Spanish tortilla. My son was popping olives in his mouth and spitting pits out at age two and still wonders why when we sit down to eat we get soft bread rolls instead of picos, and though he doesn’t mind either one, he wonders why there aren’t any big, juicy green olives with it. I could easily go on and on about food; there’s a lot of it that I have tried, and a lot more I haven’t. Friends that were stationed in Japan have kids who love seaweed snacks. A friend from Korea that introduced me to bulgogi. I frequently hit up the international food section when I can. Now living here in Southern California there are all sorts of foodie influences available, expanding my appetite more than I knew possible. Even right here in Coronado there are so many options to savor. So do yourself a favor, venture out now and then and try something new, you could be pleasantly surprised. Coronado Magazine
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