In Croatia, poppy seed cakes are a staple for Christmas holidays. The traditional poppy seed roll cake called makovnjaca (mak means poppy) is baked all winter and especially for the Christmas table. The relationship people have with poppy is rather clear – you either love it or you don’t.
When I was a child, we used to celebrate Christmas at my grandparent’s house where we would have a family lunch.Read More
Going home for summer is something I’m waiting impatiently during the whole year. In Croatia, I have two homes: one is the place I was born and spent the first 25 years of my life, and the other is the place of birth of my grandmother, the small village on an island on the coast, where my roots have grown deeper than I expected them to grow. Read More
Every spring, two plants dominate the tables on Dalmatian coast: artichokes and wild asparagus. On the coast the wild asparagus grows on fields with high grass and bushes, its skinny spears can be difficult to find if you don’t know where to look for. Read More
Summer is coming to an end. I’m however not trying to think about it because it turns me melancholic. I’m summer’s child and there is something special to me about this season, about the long days, warm nights. Something that reminds me of the sea, family and happy childhood. I could not imagine a summer without going back home so every year I keep my precious days of vacation for going to the Adriatic coast in July.
Svako selo svoju feštu ima… is Croatian for every village has its own festival. One of the most popular Croatian pop festive songs begins with this sentence. Indeed, during summer almost every city or village on the Dalmatian coast will declare “its day” and prepare a feast in every sense of the word, for all the senses.Read More
Fish grilled on the framed metal bars over charcoal or wood is a favourite way of preparing fish in Dalmatia. The smell of the grilled fish always evokes memories from my summer vacations at the seaside. Read More
This year summer started late and ended ever faster. There was no sun in Paris until mid-July and even though I arrived at the Croatian coast at the same time as I do every year, this time I had to leave earlier.Read More