Now, feeling peckish? Not sure what to have for dinner tonight? How about duck foie gras "au torchon" on a quince compote and spice bread pan-fried escalope with cardamom and white polenta? Or maybe yellow fin tuna caramelized with ginger and tartar with sesame seeds, red onion and orange and sour tomato sorbet? Those are just some of the dishes on the menu at Prague’s Allegro restaurant, which has just become the first restaurant in the former Eastern bloc to receive the coveted Michelin star. Among those who’ve eaten at Allegro – located in the
Olomoucké tvarůžky – famous yellow cheeses produced in the Olomouc region in the Czech Republic – are instantly recognisable for their odour and gummy texture: they are most definitely an acquired taste. But they are also a product of which many Czechs are justifiably proud. Since 2004, representatives have sought EU protection recognising the tvarůžky as a distinct local specialty, something which is not going to happen, at least not yet.
Don’t eat that – its fifty years old! Czech researchers eat a package of soup that had been sitting around for half a century. “Six fingers are better than five,” says a boy who should know. And, the Wallenstein family clan has a get-together in Prague. Find out more in Magazine with Daniela Lazarova.
New Year’s Day – a day just like any other. Yet, I am always under the impression that the turn of the year is something special and that I have to spend it in an exceptional and memorable way. As we say “Jak na nový rok, tak po celý rok” in other words “How you spend New Year’s Day, is an indication of what the whole year will be like.” Although I am not very superstitious, I still try to abide by that saying. After all, the next twelve months of my life are at stake.
I never understand how it is that Czech girls can look so good at this time of year. We are in the depths of the bleak midwinter, and most normal people are looking flaky, and blotchy, with chapped lips. This look is in many cases set off by a cold sore. My skin almost goes translucent, it gets so pale.
Faded jeans, platform shoes, pointed collars and lapels, striking colours and prints: that’s what you recall when you think of 1970s fashion. Now, you can see some of its finest – or at least most garish – examples on display at the Museum of Decorative Arts in Prague. The exhibition entitled Kytky v popelnici or Flowers in the Dustbin is part of a long-term cycle which aims to present fashion in the course of history. The show is also part of a larger project that has presented 1970s lifestyle in photography, living and now, in fashion.
All I want for Christmas is to be sent to prison! A Czech man talks an Austrian judge into jailing him. Who let Fittipaldi drive a Pendolino? And Chomutov offers a special marriage ceremony for those who want to give it a try but prefer to remain single. Find out more in Magazine with Daniela Lazarova.
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