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This week my BF and myself went to Rovinj, Croatia. We took a well deserved break from Maribor's everyday and our jobs so we could spend some time together. It was great… Well, it still is. As I'm typing this up we are in Piran and sipping tea at the 'Mestna kavarna', a coffee place nice for many reasons, one of which is definitely Wi-Fi.

On Monday night we went in the Rovinj's centre to taste some local istrian food, which can only be fish or pasta with truffles. We searched for a local wine bar and restaurant that we ate in two years ago but it was sadly closed. As it was pretty late (9.50 pm) we went to the Main Square where it seemed we could eat at this late hour. Brasserie Adriatic is a hotel restaurant that appealed to me right away (I was hungry, to be frank, anything would do the trick at this point) and in the last minutes of its opening hours we opened the doors to this cool place. The staff were extremely friendly and didn't make us feel like we came when they were about to close the place.

I ordered french onion soup and truffle pasta, my Lubi ordered sea bass with veggies. We asked for their recommendation on wine that would go nicely with our dinner. As the waiter suggested we ordered Malvazija, a really tasty local white wine. Naturally I had two glasses…

The food was really nice. My onion soup had bread with cheese in it, so it was really filling. The onions were sweet-ish, a nice touch of extra flavour. And the pasta was to die for. Can't believe I didn't eat truffles for the best part of my life. What a mistaka-to-maka. The bass, oh my, I really should have ordered that dish, it was mouthwatering. A bit too salty for my taste, but really good nevertheless. The evening's best dish, hands down.

We had a nice cup of tea outside after our meal, the waiter was even kind enough to bring cushions out, so we wouldn't freeze our you-know-what off. All in all, we'll definitely go back. And as I'm typing this up, I'm hungry already. Lunch, come to my belly!!!!

WINNER DISH: the onion soup. No other words needed.

SLO

Ta teden sva si z Lubijem privoščila oddih od mariborskega vsakdana in najinih služb ter sva odpotovala v Rovinj v sosednjo Hrvaško.

V ponedeljek zvečer sva se odpeljala v mestno središče, da bi večerjala dobro lokalno istriansko hrano, kar seveda pomeni ribe ali testenine s tartufi. Ponovno sva želela v vinski bar, ki je hkrati restavracija, a je žal bil zaprt. Tako sva ob deset do desetih zvečer prišla do restavarcije Hotela Adriatic, na glavnem trgu. Brasserie Adriatic je bila očesu simpatična, moj želodec pa je že tako krulil, da bi pojedla kar vse, kar bi mi prišlo dovolj počasi nasproti. Vstopila sva v zadnjih minutah njihovega obratovalnega časa a niti za sekundo nisva dobila občutka, da bi bili zato kaj manj prijazni, ker morejo ostati dlje časa odprti.

Jaz sem naročila francosko čebulno juho in istrske testenine s tartufi, moj Lubi pa brancina z zelenjavo. Po priporočilu natakarja sva naročila kozarček lokalne Malvazije, no po resnici, jaz sem spila dva…

Hrana je bila res fajna. Moja čebulna juha je imela kruh s popečenim sirom in je bila nasitna še pa še. Čebula je bila sladkasta, super okusa. O testeninah pa niti ne morem govoriti, brez da bi se mi spet nabirale sline v ustih. Težko verjamem, da dolgo tartufov sploh nisem jedla. No, hvala bogu, sem se spametovala. Brancin pa … definitivno, bi morala naročiti brancina, ker je bil odličen. Malo preslan za moj okus, a res dober. Najboljša jed večera, brez dvoma.

Na terasi sva potem svila čaj in natakar je bil tako prijazen, da nama je prinesel podloge za stole, da naju ni zeblo v … sej veste kam. Da končam ta slavospev - definitivno se vrneva!

ZMAGOVALNA JED: čebulna juha. S temi besedami končam to objavo.