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and please, do not ask me how and why.Must have pressed something accidentally.The food.I love croissants.And no-one makes them better than the hotel Bauer in Venice.This is a five star establishment.I am fully aware not many people have the funds to be able to stay there, but if you can, pop in for breakfast.It will take your breath away.They also have an excellent room service and their sandwiches are second to none.Canary Islands also have pastry shops you find rarely anywhere else.There are tiny shops far from the maddening crowds, where only the locals sit and eat and drink.And yours truly.If they are there, I find them.I love walking where no tourist's foot had been.I am going to make it my mission to find those shops, where I have already had tiny little croissants in the past.What they lacked in size ,made up in flavor.But the best breakfast on the planet where they serve everything I love,is in a hotel called Thermia Palace in a spa town of Piestany, in Slovakia.This hotel had been voted 7th best in the world to lose weight in.What?!I go there for the food,for the most excellent spa treatments, for a body massage that sends me to seventh heaven,for mud wraps. And the New York Times, or was it the Wall Street Journal,well, some such well respected newspaper, had voted Thermia to be the 7th best in the world for losing weight!I have no doubt 7th best it is.There I had my first"Sex on the beach",not sex, silly, cocktail.Now I sometimes ask for it and the waiters know it even though for understandable reasons the name has been changed.Thermia is frequented by Middle East sheiks, and of course, the Germans and recently quite a few rich Russians-they bring delightful children,polite little boys, shy teenagers who ask to be excused when leaving the table, little girls with bows in the hair,elegant wives and husbands who talk to the waiters with respect and smile and leave the largest tips.So,as the clientele is varied, the food is varied. At breakfast the tables are laden with food hot, food cold and food in between,everything freshly prepared.The pastry is often brought from the oven to the table and disappears as fast as it appears.In Nitra I had the pleasure to be taken to a small eaterie just by a Jewish synagogue.For just under a fiver you get a two course meal to equal the best restaurants in London.My firm favourite you already know - a schnitzel with potato salad. Love,love,love it.I used to think you get the best schnitzel in Vienna, not now!So whenever I am in Nitra I have lunch there every day. For all the multitude of excellent Indian restaurants in London,the best Indian meal I had ever had was in Torremolinos,Spain, many years ago,the restaurant may not even exist now.Jamie Oliver had opened a deli shop/restaurant in Notting Hill.I buy there a tuna sandwich no-one else makes better.Ottolenghi, again in Notting Hill, has cheese -cakes to die for.Lately just at week-ends they prepare a concoction of pastry,jam and meringue on top. You have not lived until you have tried this utterly divine masterpiece. Yotam Ottolenghi, you are a genius.