Gino Sorbillo – Naples, Italy 

Gino Sorbillo is a famous pizzeria in the historic centre of Naples and as I usually plan my holidays around food I naturally had to go. When I dropped the name into Google Maps a ton of results were brought up…turns out that just to a make it nice and confusing there are quite a few Sorbillo named fooderies on the same road… yaaaay! However, don’t be fooled and make sure you head to the right one!

I did some digging and managed to find the much loved Sorbillo online, only to find out that (probably unsurprisingly) there’s usually a wait to get a seat. As seems to be the theme for my European breaks in 2017, it was raining. The one week in Naples a year when it rains, and naturally that would coincide with my visit. This plus a wait didn’t sound too joyous but I wanted a good pizza so set off with brolly in hand to get me just that.

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Skinny Coffee by The Skinny Caffe

Skinny Coffee is a 30 Day Program to help weight loss with only one cup of this coffee a day, drunk 15 minutes before you have your breakfast. With a slogan of “Make Coffee, Not Excuses” I thought hey, why not? Now I’m not saying I am overweight so please no hate there, it’s just over the last 6 months my clothes seem to be smaller – very selfish of them…. so I thought if I can start wearing them comfortably again then that would be a great feeling for me. No excuses!

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Stacja Pasibus – Wroclaw, Poland

I’m finishing off 2017 and welcoming you to our first post for Poland! I swept in here for a little pre-Christmas break to see what was what and basically eat my way through a few Winterry days. This is when I found Stacja Pasibus and I’m ruddy glad I did. In front of the entrance to one of the Christmas markets, this place was a frookin’ gem to walk into.  I did have a little fear of “WHAT IF THEY HAVE NO SEATS?!” but our accidental timing was fortunate, so we grabbed a table straight away.

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Teapigs – Matcha Drinks

Just before Christmas I arrived home to find one of those “sorry we missed you” cards from Royal Mail on my mat. Assuming this was a festive gift from a mysterious admirer (obviously). I got up early the following day to get to the post office before work on the last Friday before Christmas. After queuing up I had to convince the lady to give me the package as the name on my ID (unsurprisingly) does not read “Fork My Piehole”  (she was giving me a knowing smirk during this exchange but I decided not to ruin the illusion by telling her that it is the name of our blog, not whatever less savoury thing she had in mind). Continue reading