Do you love hot and spicy foods or do you avoid them for fear of what tomorrow might bring?
During my first trip to Croatia I was invited to a dinner the eve of Easter. We had sausages, boiled ham and a yellow sauce I thought it was mayonnaise. I thought it was a strange combination but I served a lot of sauce anyway. When I took the first generous bit confidently I realised too late that it was something different. My eyes were full of tears. I couldn’t speak. Everybody around me was looking at me, and when I recovered and asked what was that, they began to laugh. It was hren, a local kind of horseradish sauce, really hot I have never tasted before, because you couldn’t find it in Spain. I bought a jar to bring it to my parents. They were delighted. Now I love hren.