who needs noma? ;)
I hope no one will get vertigo as we bounce around the world and I catch up on the stories from past travels that have been floating around in my brain for some time but have not yet made it onto a keyboard…
First, we are going back to Bucharest. Even though it’s been months since I was actually there, it was such a fun and memorable trip, it feels sad to be typing the final posts.
It’s not that I wouldn’t love to go to noma 😉 Perhaps someday… I only saw El Bulli in the film. I am sure a meal at an institution of that stature would be worth all of the trouble of securing a reservation but I have managed to stumble upon places with a level of culinary artistry such that you will remember the meal for a very long time.
As usual, I arrived ill-prepared but the hotel did have a copy of the in your pocket guide so I knew I would figure something out 🙂
Had some time to kill before it would be time for dinner so just started randomly walking the streets near the hotel. They were filled with fin de siècle architecture, graffiti and the occasional KFC or Pizza Hut – a fascinating and unusual mix.
I definitely wasn`t dining at either of those options but no other restaurant screamed `pick me` so I kept wandering. I was starting to get tired and hungry so decided to venture into the Grand Continental Hotel where I found Concerto. There are several versions of Romania one can explore. That night I was channeling a Habsburg princess. It`s not my usual style but fun for a couple of hours.
http://continentalhotels.ro/Grand-Hotel-Continental-Bucuresti/en/restaurant-hotel/concerto-2/
The service was very formal and the dining room was opulent. There were only a handful of diners so it felt like I had servants at my beck and call. The meal was delicious and I had my first discovery of Romanian wine (it`s very good and great value).
If you like a side of history with your beverage, check out the English Bar at Athénée Palace Hotel. It was a den of spies, political conspirators, adventurers and their assorted entourages in the years leading up to World War II. It was then nationalized by the Communist government and filled with bugs and informants. I just had a glass of wine while I read my guidebook and planned my next move but it would be the perfect setting to have a “martini, shaken, not stirred“…
http://www.atheneepalace-hotel.ro/en/History-News
I was on my way to Eden on the recommendation of my server in Amsterdam who loved Bucharest and was jealous of my impending journey. Unfortunately, I was in the wrong season for the nightclub but it was still a very pleasant place to have lemonade after all my fervent trekking to see the real Bucharest.
I eventually got to the Old Town, which is even more spectacular with note-worthy architecture. Since it is also a tourist zone, it`s easier to find intriguing restaurants – and also lots of spots obviously dedicated to tourists 😉 I spotted a place called Nouvelle Vague. It looks like it belongs in Gastown so I decided I would ask for a table. My instincts are solid. Had an excellent main course called “sparkling fish“ and equally excellent Romanian sauvignon blanc. The service was a wonderful treat and I found out they had only been open for three months so it was nice to support some young entrepreneurs.
By the next night, I had carefully read the in your pocket guide and had zeroed in on The Artist as my dining location of choice. But then I got more typical Eastern European service… apparently, all the tables were booked even though the restaurant was empty and I wasn`t planning to linger BUT I was able to make a reservation for the next night.
But that meant I still had to find somewhere to have dinner that night. So I continued on my wandering and consulted the guidebook and decided to select la Bonne Bouche. Yet again, an outstanding dinner. Was really craving beet salad by then (just getting salad in Europe can be a dilemma) and there it was! Accompanied by delicious moules frites and a flight of Sauvignon Blanc to expand my knowledge of Romanian wine.
https://www.tripadvisor.ca/Restaurant_Review-g294458-d1893925-Reviews-La_Bonne_Bouche-Bucharest.html
And then it was finally time for my dinner reservation at The Artist!!! It`s run by a Dutch chef who I gather fell in love with a Romanian woman. Now, Dutch and chef is not a word combination that normally makes one salivate but, given my obsession with the Dutch and the amount of hours I have spent in recent years in Amsterdam, I knew that was changing and it was now possible to find a good Dutch chef.
But The Artist is not just a good Dutch chef. It is the kind of meal you will remember for the rest of your life. It`s not Eleven Madison Park but it`s not something you would expect to find in Bucharest either. The food is exceptional and creative but there is also a little theatre to make sure the meal takes you to the next level.
The meal began with a literally smoking amuse bouche. Each course was accompanied by different bread, chosen to compliment and expand the flavours of that element. There is also a `spoon` selection for each course so you can have a large spoonful of each option. So I got to try ALL the appetizers. Each was a great pop of complex flavour.
I stuck with sea bass for my main course and chose the cucumber sorbet for dessert as I had observed it came with a side of theatre. First, you are presented with a mortar and pestle and a nest of herbs. The chef then appears with a ball of sorbet. You are encouraged to mix the herbs with the sorbet to create your own dessert.
You finish with sublimely rich chocolate truffles. The entire experience was accompanied by champagne and an excellent Romanian white wine. I can`t remember the exact cost but I think it was around $50 USD.
Bucharest is a total bargain. What I hadn`t expected was the delicious modern food and Romanian wine. You can eat even cheaper if you are into sausage, sauerkraut and offal but, if you are more a beet salad kind of person, you will be equally well-served. Just arrive hungry! 🙂













the follies of dictators
I am going to finally write my last Bucharest post – a bittersweet moment. My new Romanian friends encouraged me to check out the Palace that Ceaușescu built as a temple to his self-proclaimed emperor status. As he showed little regard for the citizens he was bossing around, it is likely not surprising that there is nowhere to sit but lots of time to stand around waiting to actually get on a tour. When I was there, there were various maintenance issues so only the standard tour was available. No chance to check out the bunkers.
It required standing around for about an hour – or giving up and sitting on the floor. It seemed a big commitment but I had already learned how to use the metro and walked across a large park to get there so I thought I might as well see something before I repeated the process. I would highly encourage you to do the same.
You will never see anything else like it. If you are lucky, you will also have an excellent guide who speaks English very well and has a sly sense of humour. Now that Romania is no longer a police state, poking fun at the past seems to be a bit of a hobby. You can’t blame them. Ceaușescu makes Donald Trump look like a humble pussy.
It’s mind-boggling how dictators convince themselves that they are not auditioning for evil wizard roles in the next Harry Potter movie and that the public loves them – even if they can only get that level of adoration via fear and violence.
meglomania personified
Perhaps they are mentally ill. That would definitely explain the Presidential Palace in Bucharest… It is the second largest administrative building in the world. Only the Pentagon is bigger! The Palace was part of a more ambitious Project Bucharest to apparently create a replica of the North Korean capital. One can certainly imagine Ceaușescu as a Kim-Il-Sung fan-boy. Someone who rejected Mao and Khrushchev as being too progressive and idolized Stalin was certainly a role model… poor Romania!
Is there something viperous about women whose names start with “E”??? No doubt Nicolae had plenty of issues of his own and very little education but hooking up with Elena added an “Eva Peron” element to his maniacal quest for power and adoration. Apparently she modelled herself on the evil queen in Sleeping Beauty.
If you check out the Palace, you can learn more about the terrible twosome.
And the Palace itself (since the revolution dubbed the “People’s Palace”) is a physical manifestation of megalomania. Huge tracts of land were razed, 40,000 people were relocated and soldiers were forced to work on the construction to reduce costs. It cost billions to build and a ridiculous amount to maintain.
It’s the Sagrada Familia of administrative buildings. Work began in 1984 and is not yet totally complete. When the government fell in 1989, it was unclear how to proceed. The building is a nutty mess built by an idiot but it would have cost more to get rid of it so they have just tried to work with it but the government only uses about 30% of the building. You can rent a room if you’d like 😉
The building has eight underground levels and apparently can survive a nuclear war. It is 2% larger than the Great Pyramid of Giza – megalomaniacs think alike 🙂
Almost all the materials used for the building came from Romania. Selling those natural resources to trading partners no doubt would have been a more sensible strategy for the citizenry. It does mean that it is fascinating to see as a tourist. Chandeliers, carpets, mirrors, wooden ornamentation – everything is totally over the top. Some carpets are so large machines had to be brought into the room to weave the carpet on-site. The palace includes 220,000 square metres of carpet, 3,500 tons of crystal and one million cubic metres of marble. The carpet in the main Union Hall weighs 1.5 tons. It’s like being in someone’s crazy fairy tale palace.
Like something stuck in the past, the building is a mess of ancient architecture styles with little regard for function. You will get a lot of exercise on the tour as mostly you have to take grandiose staircases to get around. Apparently the government has established some services within the building as it takes a long time to get to any shops outside – or even to a meeting in another part of the building.
As a reward for all the stairs, you get to go out on the famous balcony for an overview of a large swath of Bucharest. And you will hear the Michael Jackson story – do NOT stand on the balcony and declare “I LOVE BUDAPEST”. Hey, international geography is not an American strength.
worth all the stairs
as good as it looks!
After you’ve checked out the monstrosity, head to the Old Town. Some parts of it are crumbling but there are still lots of magnificent buildings from Bucharest’s fin-de-siècle heyday. If you need refreshment after all that walking, find the Emilia Cremerie. Possibly some of the best ice cream in Europe. Romanian culture is closer to Italy than to Slovakia, which is probably why they also make excellent wine. There is a local grape called Tomani that I really enjoyed. I learned about it at Abel’s Wine Bar, which boasts lovely service and a gigantic wine list.
The Romanians really deserve your love – and tourist dollars – after the hand they have been dealt by life. Somehow they have managed to be hopeful instead of bitter – with a wicked sense of humour about their past. Go and meet them 🙂
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