Bucharest, Romania – I missed Cinco de Mayo by a day.
(Ground) Zero service.
Naturally, it's in Bucharest that I find some of the best nachos I've ever had, in a craft beer bar just off University Square.
At Ground Zero Beer, they use four different cheeses, including bleu, roasted red peppers, pickled jalapeños and bacon. Funk and salt assault my taste buds.
But they’re really tasty.
It has been surprisingly challenging to find traditional Romanian cuisine here. Maybe it's the way the world's going, but the city seems largely to have moved on from its food history.
As I discovered the first day, there’s a grab-and-go culture of sandwiches, breads and pastries – shops along the street are often lined up. And there's a lot of pizza (insert joke about the Roman Empire): only the United States orders it more.
It makes me feel that I’m missing out on less as I work through my nachos. Service here is indifferent at best, but I soon realize the imperial stout I've ordered is 12 per cent.
And has been served in a pint glass.
A tasty afternoon, indeed.
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