Let’s be honest about tours and their guides. Short tours can be either informative and enjoyable or drop dead boring. I’ve often noticed large, passive groups in city squares, churches and galleries huddled around a guide, and whispered surreptitiously how pleased I am not to be a part of them. A tour only works when the guide is not only knowledgeable but also engaging and open. A willing smile and a readiness to share a few jokes and inside stories also goes a long way. The group needs to be small: dialogue is essential. The Food Walking Tour of Krakow, led by our guide, Nika, ticked all the boxes.

Nika readily admits she loves her job and that’s pretty obvious from the outset. A graduate in Slavic languages and well versed in history, Nika grew up in the area. She’ll point our her primary school along the way, and often refers to her grandmother’s cooking, her love of pickles and her passion for Polish traditional food. With her love of language and travel and her passion for food, Nika makes a wonderful guide. As luck would have it, only three participants turned up on the day of our tour, and with Nika that made four in total, giving me plenty of opportunity to ask her lots of questions along the way. Most of her groups are much bigger but the company professes to keeping group numbers under 8.

The tour begins at the Old Synagogue in the Jewish Quarter of Kazimierz. The streets bordering this area aren’t as busy or as touristy as the centre of Krakow, which makes this tour more authentic. The tour includes visits to small businesses, a hidden farmer’s market, eateries and local vodka pubs, without the tourist markup. We start with a small sample of red and white Borscht, the latter called Zurek. Zurek is made from a starter (similar to a sourdough starter) made by fermenting rye bread, or rye flour with water for three days. The soup includes potatoes and hard-boiled eggs, with optional meat, and then the starter is added towards the end.

At the farmer’s market we sampled generous portions of pickles and salted, cured cabbage. At the traditional sausage and smoked meats shop, the lone carnivore in our group sampled kabana made from horse meat, as well as a slice of fat sausage made from blood studded with barley. The local cheese, Oscypek, was my favourite, a smoked cheese made of salted sheep milk from the Tatra Mountains of Poland. The cheese is pressed into beautiful wooden molds and is often served with cranberry sauce. It is a bright yellow semi-soft cheese, with the salty flavour and texture of Haloumi and the addition of smoking from forest woods.
At some point we stopped for a little Polish plum drink and then it was off to the famous Przystanek Pierogarnia corner shop, home of Krakow’s best Pierogi. People queue to eat here, though there are only a few stools inside and some wooden tables and chairs outside. We tried three types of savoury Pierogi, one sweet one stuffed with fresh blueberries and cream, and an apple pancake. I had eaten Peirogi in fine restaurants in central Krakow before this food tour. The delicate little pierogi ruski at Prystanek were by far the best.


Following Nika through the suburbs, we then land in a glittering cake shop with tempting displays of sumptious layered cakes, reminding me of my first taste of layered Polish cake as a six year old child, a very vivid food memory. We sampled some rolled poppy-seed cake: the key to a successful poppy-seed cake is the delicate flavour and moistness of the black centre.



By late afternoon, the cold was setting in, a perfect time to sample a vodka or two. We visit two bars, both very different in style. At the first stop, we downed our Vodka, after learning the most important Polish word of the tour- Na zdrowìe ( pronounced Naz- droh- vee- ay ), followed by the traditional accompaniment, a small slice of rye bread with a slice of pickled herring, onion and dill cucumber. Nika stressed the importance of clinking of glasses, whilst toasting- Na-zdrowie- and simultaneously looking directly in the eyes of all drinkers. Failing to do this will incur seven years bad luck.

Glowing inside and feeling more bonded, we marched on to bar number two, a great place offering organic Vodka with delicate flavours of elderflower, lemon, quince and caramel, to name a few.

Reaching for my third sample, a heavenly quince Vodka, my mind searched for that key Polish toast, but oddly, all I could think of was Perestroika or Lubie jezdzić na słoniu ( I like to ride on an elephant), crazy random words that seemed to suit the occasion, whilst meeting the direct gaze of all!
This walking tour of Crakow was run by Free Walkative Tour of Krakow. The Foods of Krakow Walking tour costs 50 PLN (13 Euro) which includes samples. Private tours can also be arranged. The tour lasts for around 2½ hours. You’ll learn a lot about Krakow, history and Polish traditions along the way. After all, food opens the door to a country’s culture.
Very nice city indeed worth a visit but not if you want to loose weight (well this relates to Poland in general). Cześć!
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I know. Temptation lies everywhere in Poland. The food, the snacks, the drinks. Just as well there’s lots of walking to do.
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A big chunk of that blood and barley sausage please and a ‘plain’ vodka, and I won’t mind the black bread with herring and heaps of raw onion either, tho’ I have it anyways most mornings – you say ‘Na zdrowie’ and I’ll look you in the eye and say ‘Tervist’ 🙂 !! Very good tour and you covered a fair slice of Eastern European foods . . . remarkably low in price . . .
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Tervist Eha. I’m with you on that brekky of black bread and herring. Now I’m in Prague and the breads are rather dark and nice, but can’t see those pickled things around. Back in the land of safe drinks!
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Na zdrowie! As our Polish stepdad says. (He also loves his vodka.) What a great wee tour. Made me hungry!
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Na zdrowie to you to Lisa. You have a marvellous array of different cultural influences in your life. They can certainly get through the vodka in Krakow. But the, its so tasty here.
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Enjoying this trip vicariously. Sounds like my kinda tour, small, with food and booze. My only encounter with that delicious Polish poppyseed roll has been Acland St, love at first bite! One of my neighbours is Polish, she makes delicious pierogi. Must be wonderful to taste these delicacies in context…
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I’ve had poppyseed roll in Melbourne before but found it very dry. You would have loved this tour Sandra.
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My grandparents came over to the States from Poland and never spoke a word of English, so this was a fun read for me. Thanks, Francesca.
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Thanks Lois, I hope it triggered a few memories of your grandparents food.
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Oh, it most definitely did!
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Smoking Oscypek is a regular pastime in the Tatras. I once went for a walk in the mountains and got drenched in a sudden rain. On my way back a kind farmer invited me to sit by a fire as he smoked his cheese. I was nicely warm and dry after a while, although I smelt of smoke and cheese.
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What a great experience. I can almost smell it too.
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Took a while to get the smell off my sweater, but the experience was worth it.
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So many happy faces and good food 😀 Love Bar Trojkat!!
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That bar was so cool Ishita, could have staid a while longer and done the Polish thing.
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Wonderful! I must say that I have very good memories of my food in Poland. And the tour guides, also. In general, extremely educated and knowledgeable people. I remember a tour guide with an advanced degree in chemistry and another one in city planning that gave really interesting tours of art museums and cities.
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Yes Karen, so many intellectuals running these tours. Met a young man running the 4 hour soviet tour. It sounded really fascinating – but- we only had five days in Krakow. So much to do.
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I’ve heard that Krakow is a beautiful place, Francesca. My mother used to make a Hungarian poppyseed roll. So delicious!
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There’s nothing like a food tour to open doors in a new country – and a food tour in a place where the language is so different is the very best idea!
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A perfect way to get to know another culture ~ and taste delicious food and drink 😄 Thanks for taking me on the walk with you.
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Could you please bring it all home with you!
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I love that shot of Mr T .. you are so right, food does open the door to a country’s culture. Wonderful images F .. have fun 😃
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He is looking very Eastern Bloc in that pic I think. Though not one for drinking spirits, he took to it like a duck to water.
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. I honey that dig of Mr T .
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