Food & drink
Where Krakowians buy their pickles, cheese and flowers, followed by breakfast where pensioners and students eat side by side.
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Stary Kleparz has been a market for centuries, just outside the old city walls. Farmers still bring smoked cheese from the mountains, pickles in barrels, honey and whatever is in season.
Afterwards you eat at a bar mleczny, the simple canteens from the communist era where you queue, order at the counter and get a huge breakfast for very little money.
Pierogi, a bowl of soup like żurek, and naleśniki (pancakes) for dessert. Order at the counter, take your tray and clear it yourself, like the locals.
Grandma’s fruit and herb liqueurs, proper vodka and the snacks that go with them. Not a shot-bar crawl.
Chapels, lakes and chandeliers carved out of salt, deep under the ground. Or put on a helmet for the miners’ route.
Make pierogi by hand in a real Kraków home, then sit down to soup, your pierogi and cake. Yes, Hanna is my wife.
