aka, the Sintra Vanity Project. Once upon a sunny Saturday, Sameer and I set out for Sintra. Our schedule was slightly slowed by our first choice coffee place being shut, but we ultimately found ourselves – with alternative beverages in hand- at the station. Thanks to the city’s stellar signage: On the train, Sameer ate what he has since referred to as an ‘Astra Zenaca cookie’ (he maintains I am deliberately misunderstanding him by not picking out that this refers to an Anzac), and within a cool hour Sameer was ‘hot leading girlfriend‘-ing us out of into the wild streets of Sintra. Which are very pretty indeed! Of course, being in a new city and all, we had to stop to try the local foods. We ate some savory pies as well (because healthy), but were mostly excited to try the Travesseiros and Queijada. The former is a literal etymological pillow, which include puffed pastry with cream, almonds and – you guessed it- egg yolks inside. That would be the one on the plate that … Continue reading Pena Palace