Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Kotor and Cavtat and Home

On our last full day in Croatia we drove the short distance from Ston to Cavtat just south of Dubrovnik.  We chose Cavtat as it is a few minutes drive to the airport and we had a very early flight the next day. As soon as we checked in to our apartment we dropped off our bags and drove through the miserable drizzle to the adjoining country Montenegro to visit the walled town of Kotor.

View looking down on the large inner harbour
Though it was not a long drive, it took quite a while as the road was narrow and twisty. There was a large inner Harbour with a narrow entrance out to the Adriatic and also an inner inner Harbour which Kotor was at the very end of.  It was hard to get a good photograph of the town, with the wall that went way up the side of a mountain, from inside the narrow streets of the town, As the mountain  was so close


You really had to walk out of the city walls to get a better view.


When we first arrived, it was raining quite hard and so what were to do, except go into a restaurant for lunch.  So we sheltered from the down pour and I ordered chicken in a white wine cream sauce served with roasted vegetables, one of their specialities.




This was delicious and it was nice to have so many vegetables, Nancy and Gord shared a pizza.


This was good as all the pizza's we had were, with some hot peppers on for an extra kick.  After lunch we wandered around the small town, in the now cloudy but dry weather.  For such a small town, there were a lot churches, mostly orthodox, but some Catholic.  It was a very pretty town, and I wish we had better weather in which to enjoy it.



Then it was time to head back to Croatia and we hoped better weather.

When we arrived back in Cavtat the sky was starting to clear up and we saw one of the most spectacular sun sets as we walked down to the waterfront for dinner.


The edge of the Harbour was ringed by restaurants and bars. For the first time this trip, we actually did a little research as to which restaurant to go to and we chose the number one rated restaurant on Trip Adviser Restaurant Bugenvila.

We sat down and I was excited to see the menu had some different options. We had found most of the restaurants in Croatia had pretty much the same menu.  Though we had very good food in most of them, we were ready for a change.  The first thing I noticed was that we could see in to the kitchen and the chefs were preparing the food with what looked like passion and care.

Preparing dinner at Buginvila
I ordered the starter that someone in one of the reviews had suggested, scallops with cauliflower puree.


Not only was this beautiful, but it was delicious and the scallops were perfectly cooked.  Instead of a starter Gord decided to order one of their special cocktails a spicy cucumber martini.



It was spicy and refreshing and so good I took a photograph of the description on the menu so that I could replicate it at home.


Nancy and Al both went for oysters again, but agreed that even though they were quite a bit more expensive they were not as good as the ones that they had had in Ston.

For my main course I ordered rack of lamb chops.


Again this was beautifully presented and delicious with the lamb medium rare.  They had warned me about this, perhaps they had had problems with English people expecting it well done!

Al and Gord had beef which I have awful pictures of, but both were amazingly good.  Nancy had a badly photographed fish, which I think she was happy with, but was rather envious of the beef and lamb.

As far as food was concerned we had left the best to last and I think that this was if not the best the meal of the trip it was certainly the most refined food.


Cavtat was another pretty little coastal town and we left early the next morning for the long trip home very sad about leaving Croatia. I hope I have a chance to come back some day as it is a beautiful corner of Europe and still a little off the beaten track.

1 comment:

  1. Thanks for sharing I felt like I was there with you all

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