Scones and a Buisness Opportunity

If you haven’t noticed by now from my previous posts, I have the not-so-secret aspiration to be a food blogger. I have many aspirations: be a diplomat, run a half marathon, visit Asia, and finish any knitting project I’ve ever started, for starters. But having a food blog is right up there.

One of my all-time favorite food blogs belongs to David Lebovitz. It combines many of my interests, including living abroad, Paris, food, and a good sense of humor. You have to have a good sense of humor to live abroad for any long extended period of time. It requires a certain roll-with-it attitude if you’re to get through the weeks and months without throwing your hands up and constantly shouting “WHY?!” Accept inexplicably, laugh a little, and move on. Either that, or don’t complain in my presence, please.

Reading Lebovitz’s food blog today made me remember that I’ve been neglecting my duty to tell you about the little mysteries of life in Slovenia. You know, the small stories make travel/food blogs fun to read. Sorry.

Thus, a Mystery of the Day for you:

Scones don’t exist here. Nor do biscuits. At least, not until this morning when I made biscuits for my our Sunday morning breakfast. One of my roommates has been testing out scone recipes lately, and trying to feed them to Slovenians. Generally people give a very confused look. (“they’re like muffins,” she tries to explain. Somehow muffins made it across the water.) Then they take one skeptically, and carefully bite down. “Not bad” is the general consensus.

I bet you could open up a scone shop here. It might actually take off due to the novelty factor.

You know what else would be a brilliant restaurant business here? A diner. I’m aware I’m speaking in hyperbole when I say that every Slovenian who I’ve met that aspires to go to the United States also lists eating at a diner as a must-do activity, but there’s some truth in it. Enough truth that I bet if you opened up a place that serves American pancakes, bacon, eggs, hash browns, and cinnamon rolls, you’d be a runaway hit.  People are fascinated by the concept of diners. Toss in some American-style coffee drinks, and you’d have to turn people away at the door due to popularity.


Slovenia may not have pancakes. Or cinnamon rolls. Or scones. But they do have a lot of honey! It comes in more variations and manifestations then you have ever seen. I haven’t a clue if you can get a hold of it in the States, but do try chestnut honey if you can find it. It’s divine, sort of deep and nutty, and lovely with fresh cheese on bread.

Oh, and do please go and eat a cinnamon roll for me.