The Goose is Loose

This is the time of the year is the time for goose feasts in Bratislava. At villages outside of the city, people open up their homes and offer full private goose dinners. Small restaurants also do this. It's apparently a very popular thing to do. The guys at work told me many companies book these types of dinners this type of year.

Since much of the Europe team was here this past week along with our boss, a couple members of the team planned a goose dinner for everyone. The few locals with cars drove all 15 or so of us out to the village. It was a little tricky finding the place, but we eventually figured it out.

The inside of the place, which I couldn't figure out if it was full time restaurant or just a place open this time of year for this events, was decorated with hides and heads of various animals. It looked like a hunting lodge, or what I imagine a hunting lodge to look like since I've never been in one.

The first course was peppers and pickles. It looked like a plate put out when you sit down at a deli. Next came the foie gras, which was good. Everything was family style. For the whole group, we had three full geese. The goose came next, which was a crispy golden brown on the outside. There were big bowls of cabbage on the side, but I wasn't that interested in that. I wasn't the only one. The goose was really good though. It's rich, like duck, and extremely heavy. I enjoyed it. I can see why it's a once a year thing.