Alexander, the Danish-Bosnian guy that I met on the train to Zagreb, told me to eat cévapcici with kajmak at Pigeon Square. So that’s what I did.
They had the cutest little Coke bottles.
When the food came, it was in the shape of meatball-like things with raw onions in a pitabread. And the kajmak resembled cottage cheese, but was a lot saltier. And really really good. Mr. P agreed. This was not the last time we had cévapcici.
Katja Malmborg 