Saturday, August 15, 2009
4:00 AM
On Saturday we got picked up by family friend of Marko and headed out to the suburbs of Belgrade, roughly 20 minutes outside of the city. Once we got to the house we were greeted with Raijka and a hearty lunch. Much like Filipinos and Italians the Serbs are always concerned about their guests getting enough to eat. I do think it’s a universal thing when Moms see me that they never think I eat enough at any single sitting but Marko assured Sasha's Mom that I was well fed.
The layout of the property itself was pretty sweet. At the front was a three story (four story if you include the usable attic) house. In back of the house was a garage, and a dedicated kitchen. By dedicated kitchen I mean one with three different types of ovens, an outdoor barbeque, and a meat smoker. Outside the kitchen was the porch where we ate and as the house and kitchen formed an L shape the rest was a yard with a volleyball court and fruit trees on it. After lunch we went up to the house to play some ping pong. We had a four man tournament and defying all odds Marko emerged victorious and had a good time gloating about it.
After we finished up there we headed back to Belgrade and went to a bar owned by a legendary Serbian classic rock artist. It was called Harley Davidson and upon walking in the band on stage was playing the Guns 'n Roses classic 'Sweet Child of Mine'. The lead singer was butchering the ballad in a way I'd never heard it done but it made for an interesting rendition. After that we met up with the Cavic's again and went to the barges again and had a lot of fun dancing to some pretty awesome euro techno mash-ups. Nirvana and MLK's "I have a Dream" speech were both in rotation.
After the club we went in search of burek, the classic Serbian breakfast food. The girls swore they knew a great place, which took almost 45 minutes to get too then ended up being closed due to it being Sunday. Eventually we found some burek and although it is delicious, it is easily the heaviest breakfast food I've ever eaten with any consistency. I had a meat one that consisted with a ton of flaky crust on the outside with a kinda doughy center and ground beef cooked in. The kicker is that most of them are so greasy that the paper they're wrapped in is see through and to eat it properly you dip them in yogurt, delicious as a heart attack.
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