Don’t you just love breakfast when you’re abroad? Unfortunately, I can’t say about me that I’m a breakfast person, but when I’m traveling…when I’m traveling many things are different, I am different… in many ways, for example, I love breakfast!
As I’ve said before, I’m a foodie and whatever I do I can’t stop it. Food has always played an important role over my journeys, flavoring my memories in such a pleasant way.
The following are among my favorites. They might not be the best or the healthiest breakfasts in the world but I simply loved the way they have completed my lazy mornings when I was traveling.
Curiously, I’ve had my first full English breakfast in Spain. Did you know that Spain is full of places where you can serve an English breakfast, especially its tourist areas? When I’ve first ordered an English breakfast, I was in Palma de Mallorca and my friends were terrified when they saw me eating so many carbohydrates at 9 o’clock in the morning.
I was conquered by the smell of frying bacon, by the toast smeared with baked beans and the eggs, very well done, not to mention the sausage…so tasty. It might have looked unhealthy but, believe me, it was delicious even in a summer early morning on the beach.
Let’s face it! Who doesn’t love “le croissant”, especially a fresh baked one which melts into your mouth?
In France, breakfast is not a very important meal and locals barely eat it. I consider this a sin as long as French cuisine is taken to an art and their plates look and taste amazing.
I remember Paris, 3 years ago. I was on my way to Spain and I chose to spend a night in the “City of love”. The night was great but the morning after…was one of my favorites. I woke up in my tiny cozy hotel room because of a playful sunlight. I’m usually nervous when I have to wake up early or when I don’t sleep enough but apparently Paris had such a calming and pleasant effect on me, that I even found it wonderful to wake up after an only 3 hours sleep. I went down stairs to have breakfast and I had the honor to enjoy the most elegant morning, in a typical French café, as I’ve seen only in the movies. Probably if I would have been wearing a stylish dress instead of shorts, the painting would have been completed.
Anyways, it was completed by my “petit dejeuner” consisting of the regular croissant, a brioche, a fresh baked baguette with jam and some other delicious pastries accompanied by a large glass of fresh orange juice.
My French breakfast was not “petit” at all, it was enchanting and it made my day in Paris beautiful and never-to-be-forgotten.
Italy is definitely one of the countries where I would like to spend the rest of my life. For me, it has a special charm. I like the people, always in a good mood, smiling and displaying a sweet naivety; I also like the landscape, the melodious language, Tuscany and the islands. The small terraces lying on the sidewalk and the coffee were love at first sight while tiramisu has remained in my heart forever. I won’t say anything about pizza and pasta because this is another story of my life but I will say what I loved so much about the Italian breakfast. It was not about the pomp or some amazing foodstuff because there is no pomp in the Italian “colazione”. The most interesting facts about it are: the style, the rush and the coffee, of course.
When I came back from Italy, after several weeks spent in a beautiful town, I started to lose the point of a coffee served outside Italy. It might be called espresso everywhere but in Italy, along with that amazing foam, the irresistible smell of genuine morning and their tasty cookies, it’s nothing but a glee.
Did you know that Italians don’t ever eat something salty for breakfast? I wonder what would do an Italian in London. However, the strangest thing that Italians eat for breakfast is “gelato” their famous ice cream. Hey kids, I bet you would love to live in Italy or at least to have breakfast there!
What’s your favorite breakfast from around the world?