If you saw a place listed on Happy Cow under the name Misa Lisa Mega Vegan, you’d put it at the top of your wishlist, wouldn’t you? There was just no way we could resist, and after a three hour train journey from Gdansk we were ready for lunch at this cute little cafe. It had those Polish staples: repurposed crates, chalkboard menus and this exciting white cola drink:
(It tastes just like normal cola.)
The waitress was mildly panicked by our arrival and explained that there’s no menu, just two daily choices on the chalkboard (this was a regular occurence in Poznan, also mentioned here in my post about the other eateries we visited during our stay). She apologised for her inability to speak English, then described the two dishes to us perfectly. We each chose a different one, which is just perfect for blogging purposes!
Dr HH had the waffles, which I would have chosen were it not for the fact that they contained pear. *shudder* The waffles were sandwiched with mayo, cheese, grape and pear, and my fellow reported that they were very good indeed. The salad was also tasty, and was topped with a nutty vegan parmesan.
I was equally delighted with my dish (and bonus marks for pretty crockery). I had a huge poppy seed bun, topped with a tasty, smoky spread. It was served with rice under a creamy sauce, some Brussel sprouts, kale, cranberries, hazelnuts, cherry tomatoes and melon. That sounds like a lot, but everything worked together really well and it was very balanced and delicious.
For dessert, we each ordered a slice of cake, but it was so gigantic that one to share probably would have sufficed. The sponge was absolutely perfect, and the topping was jammy and possibly tahini-based at the back. Whatever it was, it was amazing.
With our bellies full, we set about exploring Poznan. It was a lovely day as we strolled around the old town, but as soon as we uttered the words: “Let’s go to Park Cytadela!” the skies darkened and it began to drizzle. We used to live in Manchester, so a bit of rain doesn’t deter us from outdoor activities. But when we arrived at the entrance steps here, the heavens truly opened.
Nevertheless, we wandered around, taking in this tower, some old tanks, a war memorial and the general greenery. After a little while we decided we were too sodden and would head home; at the very moment that we gave up, the rain stopped and the sun came out.
Look at that blue sky! I’m not saying it’s a magic park, but the evidence is staring you in the face. Speaking of faces, or rather a lack thereof, en route to the exit we saw these headless bodies (I hear there are some in Chicago as well). They were interesting to meander through, and presumably we can thank the weather for the fact that we had them to ourselves.
If you are fortunate enough to have better weather on your visit, this park would be the perfect place for a lazy afternoon and a little picnic – perhaps with a slab of cake from Misa Lisa!