laupäev, 22. august 2020

Baltics and the white sands. How we went to depressive Lithuanian town.

 











For brunch we had planned to go to Monai in Klaipeda again and I figured it would be a good idea to grab a coffee from our local eatery. Turned out that on this lovely Sunday morning all the coffee machines were kaputt and the tourist was welcome to have an instant coffee. The tourist didn't consider it as reasonable idea and walked back to the room. With Scott we went out to some nearby cafe, but everything within walking distance was closed and the only bar opened had a waiting line running into the parking lot. We had also forgotten the masks and ended up just dragging our luggage to the car and made our way to the harbor.

After 5 minutes sailing we were on the mainland again and 15 minutes later parked in front of Monai and walked in. Our waitress still remembered us from a few days ago and we got our favourite table next to the kitchen again. Scott chose their daily offer, which was lentil soup and pasta carbonara, I had eggs Benedict. And mimosas. Although Scott praised the soup and also the pasta was worth every good word spoken, in compare to the eggs, I'm not going to waste more time on his meal. Those eggs... There was amazingly fluffy toasted slice of brioche, covered with spinach, salted salmon and poached egg. And on top of that - the most airy sauce hollandaise I've ever had. It covered the eggs like a huge pile of whipped cream. And it all tasted so good that I'd be ready to drive to Klaipeda just for those eggs. As of today, I have three favourite brunch places - Dime Store in Detroit, Agustin in Vienna and Monai in Klaipeda. We also got cakes and coffee and our lovely waitress even remembered that I had my coffee without sugar.

From Klaipeda we went to Šiauliai, where we had booked a villa with a garden. We did some grocery shopping in the Lidl near our villa, got some snacks for the evening, a few items to bring back to Tallinn and went for sightseeing. We parked on a street that could easily challenge Jõgeva for the most depressing town title in Baltics and started to walk towards the boulevard. The boulevard was supposed to be the most pompous street in Šiauliai, lined with little shops, cardamom smelling bakeries and cute bistros. All that mixed with modern (street) art. We found some street art - there was an iguana hanging on the tree, from the middle of the street Juri Gagarin was about to take off, some old radio parts were glued on a building and a few more items from a junk yard. On a boulevard, more than one kilometer long, at least five restaurants were open and more than half of the building seemed to be not abandoned. Meaning more windows had glass and not plywood on.

We returned to our villa and garden and had dinner. For the brunch we had chosen a pancake bar on rooftop of a shopping center.

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