Cuba
Visitei recentemente a Cuba por primeira vez e adorei! Este é sempre un lugar que me gustaría visitar de novo. Dito isto atopar carne deliciosa ceas gratis era un desafío ás veces.
Pero os meus primeiros episodios pouco de exasperación comezou antes de eu pisar que fermosa illa curtesy da Cubana aerolínea nacional cubana. Como o meu voo de Gatwick foi ata 12.40 Eu tiña brunch no sempre sen graza, pero o mellor de un mal banda Terminal Sur, que é Cafe Rouge. Pisei o moi trilhado, pero sempre esperanzas semi-eufórico lugar exótico ruta expectante libre de equipaxe de ollar para o Vs nos menús de saída de comida ao redor da praza gran explotación / hangar compra brillante. Eu xa sabía que eu podería ter un bo vaso ou dous de vermello coa miña comida matinal, este é Gatwick non Karnataka ao final. Pero despois de unha tarxeta de crédito que bashing buy instantánea dunha DSLR de nivel de entrada (este era imperativo como eu non fora capaz de localizar o meu Coolpix nunha última rede de arrastre da desorde do meu apartamento minuto) …Acaba co círculo encharcado de pastelería en cogumelos mixtos sobre a case agradable 'feuilleté de Champignons' £ 5,95. Comfort food, case bo, pero para ser máis reconfortante que precisaba dun lado de patacas fritas £ 2,95 e unha ensalada de £ 3,50. Chat chat chat! Pero máis que aburrido Supoño, escandalosa case como este tiña que ser pagado para despois de todo. Teño notado unha tendencia en francés (e pseudo Francés) restaurantes para a utilización de manteiga sen sal. Para a miña paleta non completamente Francophile manteiga sen sal só ten gusto de graxa sen sal. Tamén escandaloso para un francés ou pseudo francés ou dotou-se dunha cadea de nome francés do "baguette" para que a graxa sen sal foi un seguimento e para a cal cobran £ 2,25 é un pouco cesta barato de aireador Stiff papel inconsecuente.
Para engadir insulto á inxuria todos os funcionarios foron bajular dous über serio fala e miserable que buscan tipo adecuados que parecían estar tentando cada prato no menú, nunha inspección máis eu descubrir que realmente estaban tentando cada prato no menú mordida por mordida e, a continuación, tras unha discusión seria que eles estaban escribindo cousas. Estas persoas que transpareceu traballou para a empresa e foron probas de sabor ou sería, se algo tivese un gusto. Con estes dous para ser absorbido ata o servizo foi lento. A ensalada foi anémicos, as patacas fritas estaban flácidas, o viño era bo. Eu aínda non teño mesmo a interpretación diabólica do vexetarianismo que atopei no avión aínda. É un bo traballo que eu non tiña un bocadillos no tren.
Eu non son unha desas persoas que acenam fóra comida aerolínea cando o seu trouxo-me todo porque eu son unha desas persoas que todos miradas fixos a ver o que eles teñen, porque as comidas vexetariano son invariabelmente servido en primeiro lugar. Así, menos de catro horas despois do meu caro stodge Cafe Rouge Tirei a tapa da folla da pequena porción case saborosa adecuada de masas con salsa de tomate, outra ensalada anémicos eo cáliz obrigatoria de melón arrefriados. Eu non estaba con fame envexa tan didnt meus veciños Chocolatey bolo. Teño notado un patrón definido na entrega de lácteo comidas vexetariano. Pode haber queixo na parte principal da comida, pero non é normalmente dada con galletas despois como é coas comidas non vexetariano. Algo doce e pegajoso substitúese por cubos de melón xeadas eo paquetiño de manteiga substitúese por margarina branco (iso tería sentido, por suposto, para unha comida vegan pero non había queixo na masa). Bebín o viño que foi servido con cea e, como eu estaba a ser descubrir era só para ser servido con cea e non estaba á venda. Nun escenario non semella un home na parte de atrás do avión ver vasos de plástico de ron (ou quizais esta era unha alucinación hipoglicémico) pero tiña ido aínda na hora que eu decidimos que era o momento para outra bebida. Voo era 13 horas, como houbo unha parada para caer fóra pasaxeiros e recarga en Holguín.
Non hai máis bebidas foron servidos durante o que pareceu oito horas e ata entón eu estaba realmente con fame de novo. A seguinte oferta foi precedida pola aventura de benvida da actividade da tripulación, este estado de anticipación cancelada para min cando un mordomo cunha expresión impasible lugar unha banana nunha bandexa de plástico na miña fronte. Pregunta-lle o que estaba nos bocadillos que estaban sendo entregados. Parecían queixo. Eles foron queixo. "Estes non son para vexetarianos, é dicir, para vexetarianos ", el reprendido me sostendo miña bananas. "Pero gustaríame un bocadillos de queixo como son '. Eu estaba sentado preto da cociña e unha azafata comezou a ler a etiqueta de ingredientes no bocadillos. 'Hai queixo. Come queixo? De calquera forma non pode ter, encargar vexetariano "Agora eu estaba suxeita a miradas desconfiados, o vexetariano falso. 'Houbo queixo no cartafol que me trouxo "Eu dixen a eles, meus nervios agora jangling irritación famento. Finalmente, despois de todo o mundo fora dado un bocadillos un colocouse na miña fronte, afortunadamente houbo unha esquerda o vexetariano estraño.
En breve!
Linda Valle de Viñales e sorprendente Habana, libros, películas, ingresos e moito máis!
I agree it can be a nightmare trying to find veggie food when travelling. I’ve had similar experiences to your cheese sandwich/banana fiasco and it is infuriating. As regards eating when you get there, as well as googling local restaurants etc I’ve also contacted veggie groups in the past. Teñen un coñecemento local útil sobre o que está dispoñible e normalmente están encantados de axudar 🙂
anyone departing from gatwick south must have been to cafe rouge if in hunger, since the alternatives ere very poor indeed..
and everyone must have experienced some bad service there, since the staff knows customers are there more for necessity than desire of an authentic french bistro.
same disappointment with the baguettes, that, at the time, i excused, given the very late hours..
no excuses for a friend of mine being given the wrong order, even after a busy day, any inesperienced waiter should be able to get the right orders, if he has a notepad, and is serving a table of 3.. and all this in a nearly empty place (maybe 2 other tables)
even then, de calquera xeito, we were accomodating, and my friend accepted the wrong order, it was late for the flight, ao final, but would have been nice to receive some sort of discount, or at least free fake baguettes..
i was reasonably happy with my naked snails (si, they don’t even pretend to reuse empty shells, they give you just the bare slug..) and the soggy baguette was a decent dip in all that parsley and garlic sauce..
but next time i will make sure to dress smart, and pretend to fill a secret shopper form, not to escape the bill, but to see if the service improves..
about your flight, i suppose it’s not entirely their fault, it was you to expect a bit too much..
Cubana Airlines must be staffed by cubans, and probably for them, used to so much deprivation, where a slab of meat is a brown luxury item covered in flies at the local market, the idea of a wealthy and healty foreigner refusing such a treat as a meal coming from some animal parts, must look as an insult to their struggles and to their imposed fruit and veg rich diet..
it is probably impossible for them to grasp the differences between vegans, edenics, and macrobiotics alike..
but we cannot blame them for being offered a banana or a boiled egg at the wrong time, after all they just follow directives..
I am a proud carnivore, so i would go for the egg AND the banana, whit cheese on top, but i would also suggest any vegetarian on holiday to keep a couple of cereal bars handy, when abroad, just in case, to avoid starvation..
Pier
I couldnt agree more! Anyone who departs from Gatwick South (regularly) and even a lot of people who havent been to Gatwick South must have gone to the phony Bistro. But we do they put up with it? Personally I would rather have soggy mushrooms on soggy pastry than naked slugs in sauce but why hasnt someone staged a protest along the lines of ‘we wont eat in your grotty overpriced restaurants until they arent grotty and overpriced anymore’? Down with the fake baguettes! On faire la greve!
I found Cubans often to be nonplussed by vegetarianism. On the flight the upholstery of the seats was different and my light wasnt working. The sleepy couple next to me pulled the blind down and I asked them to raise it a little so I could read. There was no interactive entertainment but the seats were bigger with more leg room. The banana incident was a prelude to experiencing it all without eating flesh. I’m no Edenic but they can keep their brown luxury items covered in flies.
And next, proud carnivore, Im going to post a delicious recipe that will have you shouting ‘meat is murder’ before you can say Escargot Bourguignon.
if the recipe that was supposed to make me scream ‘meat is murder’ (once agreed on giving murder a bad connotation) was your penne con melanzane rendition, that failed to hit the mark, not because of the ingredients, I in fact love aubergines, rich in nicotine and with a very peculiar spicy texture, but because all the effort and time spent in cooking could be saved and spent pursuing different objectives..
just yesterday, what a coincidence, i bought in sainsbury’s a jar of roasted greek aubergines imam, that, once chopped in smaller chunks, spread onto slices of mozzarella, and put in a microwave for about 40 segundos, gives you a very close approximation of your recipe..
just to be sure i was’n fooling myself with the final result, ive just had it as an afternoon snack, without the pasta, of course..
delicious.. ..and within a very reasonable price range (£2.26 a jar)
of course if i had to cook for more than 2 people, your method would be considered, but to indulge myself in a fast treat, i consider my procedure easier..
going back to the murderous recipe, i was expecting something on the lines of the ortolan, blinded songbirds fattened up to 4 times their size in a dark cage, then drowned in a snifter of armagnac, plucked, then roasted for about 6 minutos…
such a delicacy that they must be eaten whole, biting off the head, with the diner’s own head covered by a napkin, not to be disturbed during such a feat…
unluckily the practice has been banned in the past 3 years in france, and it would be very expensive to get hold of one in the near future..
good for me, as you know, i am off to vietnam in less than a month, and there, next to dogs, rats and snakes, i will be able to taste drunken prawns, drowned in rice wine..
maybe not the peak of gastronomy, as ortolans are reputed to be, but still some new flavours to add to my library..
after all even Darwin himself wanted to taste every single animal he was coming in contact with..
Darwin was rumoured to have become vegetarian in later life, if so he evolved. He said ‘There is no fundamental difference between man and the higher animals in their mental faculties.… The lower animals, like man, manifestly feel pleasure and pain, happiness, and misery’. But as you perhaps condone murder you are not being discriminatory.
That dish doesnt really take long to cook at all (I usually make lots of tomato sauce and freeze it so its even easier for subsequent suppers). You could cook it one evening and even if you were all alone I’m sure you wouldnt lose any of your other objectives. It just appears time consuming when every action is listed. Anyway its worth it! I’m pleased, however, that you enjoyed your jar of aubergines they may have saved the life of a small bird.
You could always add some more plant flavours to your library. Have fun in Vietnam and remember dogs are man’s best friend.