All Saints Day in Croatia

I admired how much the people in Dubrovnik must love flowers since we passed so many flower markets and they were always so busy. On buses and sidewalks across the city people were carrying bouquets, sometimes two or three at a time. Then, as Hallowe'en approached, I remembered the part about it being a contraction and that many parts of the world celebrate All Hallows day more than the eve. In fact, shops, restaurants, and even bars closed a little early on October 31st. Anywhere we went on the 1st it seemed like people were dressed up and carrying masses of flowers. The numbers of large family gatherings reminded me of Thanksgiving in the U.S.

 

Croatia in our mouths

Over the course of our several days in the country, we tried to touch all the main bases of coastal Croatian cuisine. Besides the countless small bakeries selling various bread loaves, pizzas, and small snacks such as the dense roll (pictured) containing marmalade or chocolate, we found a number of salty, semi-hard cheeses and all kinds of prsut. Although prsut is primarily made from pork, we also tried some dry-cured beef, and all of it here was shaved in rather thick slabs and was wonderfully dense -both in flavor and texture. 

I wasn't expecting much from the cheap fried calamari I ordered at a dumpy looking spot across from the ferry landing, but these little bundles of tentacles and rings poofed away in my mouth like delicate clouds. It probably shouldn't have surprised me how great the seafood was here across the board; I guess I've just grown accustomed to what's on offer too far inland all my life. Other ubiquitous dishes here are all kinds of seafood risottos, especially those made with squids and cuttlefish cooked in their own ink.

One of the more fascinating treats in the region is the proliferation of amaro, or bitters. Some were similar to Campari, while others were less sweet and more complex. Most were varying shades of darker brown like cola. All reflected wonderfully some facet of the rosemary herbal-scented and salty air all around us.
  
  

Dubrovnik #10

Our guidebook suggested that walking the perimeter of Dubrovnik's Old Town along the high walls which enclose it would take around an hour, or longer if a cruise ship is in port and the crowds are heavy. We found it could easily take a lot longer with very few people up there with us to interrupt the imagination. 

The cliff-top walls reach as high as 25 meters. At one point in its history, all the city's capable citizens were made to reinforce the walls and build an additional exterior fortress based on rumors of a coming war between the Ottomans and western powers. What must it have been like to live in such a highly civilized merchant city surrounded by the ever-present threat to its existence that made such walls necessary? 

Much more recently (16 years ago), what was it like when the city's fortifications protected it's citizens once again during the siege by the former Yugoslav Army when a steady rain of shells fell for half a year? The variations in roof tile colors seen today hint at the experience. Somehow even more moving than this sight is that of the cable car towers running up the mountainside above the city. While Dubrovnik is becoming quite popular with tourists once again, the empty poles are all that remain of this once popular overlook ride.

  

  

Dubrovnik #9

One day, walking along with the Placa Stradun where there were a lot of pigeons chasing bits of food and young kids chasing pigeons, we sat down on a bench to catch up with our map or something. Not long after we stopped, we noticed that our stillness seemed to be attracting the pigeons. Quite a number of them eventually wandered over by us to sit down, fluff up their feathers and go to sleep. 

    

    

Dubrovnik #8

One day, on a whim we entered the apothecary museum inside a Franciscan monastery without really knowing what was inside. We'd read that it was the oldest continuously operating pharmacy in Europe, a fact that wasn't overly compelling on its own, but what the heck...

Inside we were surprised by the absorbing collection of medieval religious paintings and reliquaries on display. We later had to look up what a reliquary is, because what we saw were elaborate gothic finger and head-shaped metal containers labled things like "The finger reliquary of Saint ____". It turns out that apparently they really do contain bone or skull fragments of the saints.

  

  

Dubrovnik #7

The several days we spent in Dubrovnik were misty, threatening to rain, or rainy. Everywhere we saw school kids out walking, either home from school or in large groups as on a field trip, they always seemed to be carrying a giant umbrella. The umbrellas were the kind with a big hook for a handle and would usually come up to their shoulder if standing next to it. 

    

    

Dubrovnik #6

After exploring the Jesuit Church, with its riotous colors of blue, pink and gold and swirling images portraying biblical stories on its dark interior walls, we returned to the cold wind and limestone of the square outside. At the edge of the square is a long flight of steps based on the Spanish Steps in Rome. Adjusting to the bright light again we took our time descending the steps, and there we found a cat huddling from the wind. 

Creatures are everywhere in this city. The stone walls are lined with various carved animal and human faces and bodies. The cats darting everywhere are the most visible and interactive ones however. For the most part they seem healthy and friendly, often getting scraps from shop owners or sidewalk cafe patrons. No sooner did I squat down to say hi to this one on the steps before he was in my lap, burrowing his face in my jacket. Just as kids fall limp to make it difficult for adults to move them, this purring cat fell limp across my thigh when it was time for us to go.  

  

  

Dubrovnik #5

The sea was rough during most of our several days in Dubrovnik. On our way somewhere it was often easy to stop for long periods  and watch the heaving aqua blue waves breaking on the city's cliffs. It's also easy to imagine back to when this was an independent city-state. A lot of trade funneled through here, making it a desirable target for conquest by the Venetians across the Adriatic or the Ottomans further east. As complicated as the development of Croatian nationhood is, Dubrovnik has always had an independent streak. The slogan printed on all city owned vehicles and buildings is Libertas.

    

    

Dubrovnik #4

Dubrovnik's street corners and bus stops hold groups of teenagers whose attitudes seem to give them the ability to recline while standing, holding their cigarettes and looking at the world over their shoulders. Vespas holding couples weave around the slowpokes on the steep streets around town. The evening corso in Dubrovnik saw groups of guys sauntering down the Placa Stradun as if their collars were up. 

All this mediterranean looseness contrasts with the very strict reputation the city maintained for hundreds of years. The city council that ruled the once powerful republic of Ragusa (as it was formerly called) tightly controlled the way the city was built. This is reflected in the orderly street grid, the uniformity in facades, building materials and even shudder colors, all coming from the middle ages.

  

  

Dubrovnik #3

Everywhere you look in Dubrovnik there is limestone. Most buildings are made of it and all of the sidewalks are laid with it. Most of it has been polished smooth by foot traffic, and can be bright and shiny in the sun or slick and shiny in the rain. Over the course of several days we regularly passed a fish market and then a flower market, and later in the day when the vendors were cleaning up the hoses would be dragged out to spray the markets clean. After a day of shoppers grinding scraps under their feet, it didn't seem to take much at all for the markets to sparkle again in the pale, warm colors of the limestone.