Czech,
Please: Prague’s Restaurant Revival
Fixated on foreign foods in the giddy
post-Communist years, Prague’s chefs are once again justly proud of their
native cuisine
By Alexander Lobrano in the Wall Street Journal
THE FIRST TIME I visited Prague, in 1988, I was smitten by the city in spite
of its food, not because of it.
That
initial, frosty night in the darkened city—Prague used its streetlights
sparingly in those days—the air smelled of coal smoke and wet wool. On our way
to dinner at U Pavouka (the Spider), we noticed a crowd of people gathered in
front of a shop window. Curious, we jostled our way in and saw a little pyramid
of canned Hungarian foie gras on a liner of blue velvet, flanked by several
red-string bags of clementines and a couple of bunches of bananas—inaccessible
luxuries. Dinner at U Pavouka, a touristy place recommended by the front desk
of our hotel, was, well, filling. Thick potato soup garnished with canned
mushrooms came in hollowed out loaves of bread, and then we were served
trenchers of goulash with a puzzling muttony taste.
To
be sure, there were some good things to be had: the dense and tangy rye bread,
the fatty sausages from grill stands in Wenceslas Square, the ham—real Prague
ham—and the beer. I even liked the houskové knedlíky, heavy doughy
dumplings served with roasts to mop up their sauce. Still, the Czech table
played a minor role in my early infatuation with the city
Twenty-five
years after the fall of the Berlin Wall, Prague is a place where people stop to
read menus as they stroll its cobbled streets. Such curiosity may be an
unremarkable reflex in most large Western cities, but for anyone who knew
Prague during the days when it was the capital of Communist Czechoslovakia, the
resurrection of the local restaurant scene continues to come as a delicious
surprise.
Bankers
and film directors (Prague has become a popular shoot location) order U.S.D.A.
prime steaks and California Zinfandel at the sleek George Prime Steak, and
several Italian restaurants—notably La Finestra in Cucina—outstrip the
competition in my hometown, Paris. Television celebrity chef Zdeněk Pohlreich
has a hit on his hands with Yamato, a very good sushi restaurant.
Last
December, I had one of my best meals of the year in Prague, at La Degustation
Bohême Bourgeoise. The food at this Michelin-starred table was stunningly good,
but what really bowled me over was that it was Czech. A nutmeg-spiced pumpkin
soup laced with Port came with a dollop of cream infused with the flavor of
that incomparable Prague ham. Steamed catfish was dressed in a bracing flurry
of thinly sliced radish and kohlrabi; a simple sauce made with brewer’s yeast
packed a mighty umami punch.
“Eating
in Prague began to change when we started to travel after 1989,” said chef
Oldřich Sahajdák. He credits a stint at the Culinary Institute of America with
teaching him a “U.S.-style service culture that’s less formal and more
customer-centered than the stuffy formality that used to be prevalent in Prague
restaurants.”
‘The
resurrection of the local restaurant scene continues to come as a delicious
surprise. ’
I
spent much of my time in Prague in the early 1990s, and every time I went, my
Czech friends proudly took me to the latest openings—places like a big
Spanish-owned supermarket in the suburbs where you could buy frozen paella, and
Prague’s first Tex-Mex restaurant. Praguers were on a roller-coaster ride of
gastronomic novelty, eager to try everything they’d been deprived of for 45
years. “They might not be that good, but the cheeseburgers here mean that we’re
part of the world again,” my friend Martin explained at the time.
Mr.
Sahajdák’s own style started to simmer after he found a century-old cookbook,
“Kuchařská Škola” (“Culinary School”), by Marie B. Svobodová, that had been
published in 1894. “Predating the wars and communism, the recipes in this book
were little miniatures of the Czech palate,” he said. “They encouraged me to
try and create a modern Czech cuisine.”
Chef
Jiří Štift, 40, of Essensia at the Mandarin Oriental Prague, began his culinary
training in 1988. “From my reading, I knew that Prague had been an avid food
city between the world wars, but my training was rote, just recipes from the
one approved cookbook,” he said. “The teachers were more interested in
economical cooking than good food, and the ingredients were very limited. I
didn’t see veal for the first time until 1991.” Like many young chefs in
post-Communist Prague, Mr. Štift cut his teeth in a hotel kitchen, and then he
landed a job cooking on the Queen Elizabeth II. Now he runs a sophisticated
two-speed menu of Asian and modern Czech cuisine. The latter runs to dishes
like a satiny kulajda—chicken velouté garnished with potatoes, a
poached egg and dill. “Today my goal is to use as much seasonal Czech produce
in my kitchen as possible,” said Mr. Štift.
For
younger Czechs such as Marek Šáda, 31, chef at Mlýnec restaurant, the fact that
Czech cooking is finding a place in the world seems normal. “For me, it is part
of the European family of kitchens, and when people try it, they like it,” said
Mr. Šáda, who spent time cooking at Hospoda, a Czech-accented restaurant in New
York.
Dlouhá
street in Prague’s Old Town is one of the best places in the city to experience
the new popularity of Czech cooking, at reasonable prices. Here, influential
local restaurateur Tomáš Karpíšek’s Ambiente group, which also owns La
Degustation Bohême Bourgeoise and Hospoda, has opened Lokál Dlouhá, a riff on
the traditional Czech pub, and Naše Maso, a meat shop specializing in
Czech-produced pork and beef, where butcher František Kšána Jr. makes delicious
sausages and the best meat loaf I’ve ever tasted. Nearby, former food magazine
editor Hana Michopulu ’s stylish storefront bistro, Sisters, specializes in chlebíčky,
or traditional Czech open-face sandwiches, topped with combinations such as
Prague ham with potato salad, and beets with goat cheese.
“Going
to restaurants is still a privileged experience for most people in the Czech
Republic,” noted Mr. Sahajdák, “but Czechs are interested in good food now, and
we’re hungry for our own cooking again.”
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