Sometimes you have crazy ideas like, “I’m going to try this
new recipe! In Croatia! Even though I don’t own a measurement utensil
or know what most things mean when I’m walking through the grocery store!” But you try it anyway. So you go to the store feeling optimistic. Bread, penne pasta, garlic, you’ve got
this! But then you get to things like
shallots. Nope, not going to find those
at Konzum. So you substitute white onions. Basil?
Heavens no! Good thing you bought
a tiny little plant a month ago that’s barely surviving on your balcony! The recipe calls for 20 leaves, but you know
that 6 will do just fine. Heavy
cream…probably not the one that looks like whipping cream. Butter…it kind of looks familiar, although
it’s not sectioned into tablespoons like you’re used to. Canned tomatoes…look for a can with the
corresponding picture. Easy! Then comes chicken stock. Hmmm…Find something on the bottom of the
shelf with a picture of a chicken and picture of soup! This looks promising!
You get home, unpack your loot, turn on some music, pour
some wine and you’re off! Olive oil in
the pan, PLUS a tablespoon of butter. This
recipe must be good! Do your best
estimate of a tablespoon, since it’s just a block of butter. Mince garlic and white onions (which should
have been shallots). It smells delicious
already! Next, pour in some vodka. Again, no measuring utensils, so just pour
and count for 3 seconds. Next, open the
tomatoes. Not exactly diced, more like
stewed, but pour that baby in anyways because you’re too far in it to turn
back! Open up what you thought was
chicken stock and instead find persin-kokosja kocka…translation “parsley-hen
cook.” Close enough! Let simmer.
Cook penne pasta (this is the first step that is not in any way
complicated.) Next, pour in a “half a
cup” (or several good glugs) of what you hope is cooking cream. Drain pasta, pour in the sauce, sprinkle your
6 chopped basil leaves on top, and there you have it! Your adventurous self has just tried a brand
new, pretty tasty meal!
This is what it’s like to live in Croatia. Not always easy, but almost always a good
story to go with everything you try.