Bring me to the Moon, Tallinn and back… 

Tallinn has been incredibly well dotted with pretty fabulous restaurants. One of them, situated on the edge of trendy Kalamaja area, is Moon. It means Poppy, in English. The dogs are clearly more than welcome, which in itself is a good sign. For those who love dogs, obviously.

I had a leisurely lunch with my sister and father on a sunny afternoon and have to say, it is one of my favourite spots in Tallinn. Not for the decor, to be honest, but the service and food are amazing and worth coming back for.

Whenever I see a veggie burger on the menu, I tend to go for it. So guess what I had. The bun was amazingly fluffy and tasted homemade whilst the burger itself was juicy and full of flavour. Definitely one of the best burgers I’ve ever had. And look at those colours!

My sister went for something I would never have, Boeuf a la tartar. I still have memories of having raw liver and fat inside a mint leaf for breakfast in Lebanon, so it just doesn’t work for me. However, my sister loved it, so if that’s your thing, I’m sure it comes recommended.

My father on the other hand chose the Siberian dumplings, a very Eastern European dish. Simple, hearty and tasty.

I made a change from drinking water and had some kali, which is a very Baltic drink, made out of malt, yeast and bread (that’s what it says on the label). It tastes like bread, but is quite refreshing at the same time. It also tastes like there’s quite a bit of sugar in it, so I wouldn’t overdo it.One of us, and it wasn’t me, had a dessert, chocolate fondant. It looked as good and tasted as good as one that I’ve just recently had in South of France, which says quite a bit, right.So when in Tallinn, stop by.

Kohvik Moon
Võrgu 3, Tallinn 10415
+ 372 6 314 575

 

Pit stop at Põhjaka, Estonia

Põhjaka has most likely become one of my favourite places to stop when travelling from one end of Estonia to the other. It used to be Sämmi grill many years ago, then it got closed (I think), so there was no reason to make a pit stop anymore, apart from buying hot chocolate from Statoil.

Põhjaka seems to have brought back the reason to break up a long journey again.
This restaurant is situated in an old manor house partially renovated, giving a slightly edgy, urban yet old feel to the place. Most importantly, it is very cosy and has little details, which almost make you feel at home.


There is an in-house cat, who has clearly marked its spot on the sofa with a small cat shaped hole. I made the mistake of taking its spot and soon after ended with the cat on my lap.


Põhjaka appears to be particularly child friendly, the menus on the tables are there to be drawn on with plentiful of colours. 


My favourite detail was the one in the loo. They seem to have resolved the problem for mothers on where to leave their child when visiting the loo, by placing a large basket on the window sill. My little cherub was definitely very content there.


And the food? Is pretty good. And arrives quick. Our selection of pork, white fish and liver mains were all delicious. I loved the parsnip purée with my white fish. 

There wasn’t much space left for dessert, so we shared a napoleon cake, my all time favourite. The pastry was a little too crispy for my liking, but just the way my sister likes it.

I finished the meal with a coffee served in a Soviet style cup.

Look forward to visiting again.

Roaming the fields of Cotswolds

Walking as always been one of my favourite ‘active’ things to do. Especially as during my walks I tend to discover so much new, enjoy taking a shortcut or change the route. As it turns out, walking makes us feel good and helps one stay younger, according to a BBC documentary I saw last week. Talk about added bonus.


It was my first proper visit to the Cotswolds recently and there’s probably no better place for walking. There are plenty of walking paths, which are indicated with signs saying ‘walking path’, however, in certain point it is questionable, where the path exactly is, so we ended up walking diagonally across the fields, hoping to pick up the ‘path’ at the other end. However, you will always end up at a beautiful village, with a cosy pub over there. Our destination was Churchill, more specifically, the Chequers pub. When considering the fact that we got rained on along the way, a pub with a fire place was just what we needed.


Food there was fantastic and arrived fast, the hit was the cheese souffle, which disappeared in a flash.

Tummies full, it was time to head off again and hopefully find our way back home across the fields.


Thank god for wellies. Particularly city – country chic Michael Kors ones.

 

Grandmother’s potions

  Roaming around my grandmother’s  garden when I was little is probably one of my fondest memories from childhood. She gave me a book, which listed all the healing properties of various herbs and plants. So there I was, plucking camomile blossoms and mint leaves, to lay them out to dry under the sunshine and make them into a comforting brew, when the cold came around.

When I had a baby, my grandmother sent me a book that lists all the natural remedies for illnesses, from garlic and aloe vera to lemon water. My mother brought me chamomile and tilia blossoms and it’s true, herbal teas, only from back home, are what I instantly long for when I’ve got a flu. 

It’s now that I’m a mother myself I really appreciate turning first to nature and then to Calpol and its equivalents. With spring’s arrival I cannot wait to soon pick some blossoms myself to tuck them away ready for next winter.