I shot it. Then I ate it.
One of the small joys of Poland is the chance to drop into a little shop, enjoy paczki, relax, and watch the world go by.
This little kuchnia is on Ul Jagiellonska, a block off Krakow’s Market Square.
Backstory: This was originally one of the exercises in a course about “Travel Writing in the Digital Age”. I was encouraged by the instructors to add the link to the paczki definition. And they also suggested more information on how to find the place, etc. My head went in to auto-bob mode, but that evening I decided that too much information was not a good thing. The point is to relate the possibility, but then to let the traveler finish the journey.