Feed Me Kobasice

Posted on May 10, 2013


For some reason yesterday, I walked all the way out to Zemun. Thats a 6 km walk for those who don’t know. Sure, it isn’t much, but for a man of lack of total fitness, it is absolutely crippling. Still, its a really nice walk, all the way along the Danube river with a great view up on to Kalemegdan Fortress in Belgrade proper. Zemun itself is a great little place. It used to be a completely seperate town to Belgrade, only to get swallowed up as New Belgrade was built in the time after the second world war. It was the border town for the Austria-Hungary Empire, and as such has a very different feel to Belgrade itself. If I lived here properly, living in Zemun would be my preferred option. Despite all of this, I went for one reason, and one reason only.


Oh yes, the return of my favourite meal, the glorious Sausage Thursday. The restaurant is called Rusmir, and it is just in front of the market on the riverside. If you blinked, you would legitimately miss it. I was worried it would be shut, or too busy for me, and I was secretly a little worried that Danko and the staff wouldn’t remember. All this subsided quickly however, as I walked in and was greeted by Danko’s daughter with a booming ‘Hello there!’. This was followed by a newly bearded and booming Danko himself, and the usual hand crushing Serbian handshake. We echanged pleasantries, winter stories, and then got into the matter at hand. Sausage.

Of course, the sausage was still amazing. It is always amazing. They’ve added a sour cream and chive dip this year, a great little side to the spicier sausages. The presentation is excellent, the service is fantastic, and the food, oh god the food. Rusmir manages to cultivate the perfect mix of incredibly high standards with an insanely relaxed atmosphere. It really is a special little place. Danko himself is a chefs chef, a man who is completely in love with what he does. His enthusiasm and passion is completely infectious, even to someone as ambivalent to cooking as myself. He always seems to have a big smile on his face, and all the time in the world to explain how they do things. It is also ridiculously cheap. I had 3 sausages, caramelised onions, bread, mustard, the sour cream and chive dip and a beer, and it came to a total of 578DINARS, which is £4.40. The sausages came to £2.20 of this. For food of that quality, and service of that quality, in a place like that, the price is absolutely unbelievable. Wonderful. Needless to say, I didn’t walk back.

I got back to the hostel, had a nice sleep, and prepared myself for the hockey in the evening. Believe it or not, but I’m really getting into my Ice Hockey now. After adopting the Pittsburgh Penguins as my team (obviously), I find myself watching the matches with all the enthusiasm of watching Wales play rugby. Last night was game 5 in the first round of the play offs against the New York Islanders, and after a nervy first period the Penguins ran out 4-0 winners. This leaves them one win away from the next round. Here’s hoping theres a Stanley Cup on the Horizon. Go Pens Go!

And all of this without mentioning seeing my good buddies Vesna and Marko again, seeing Vesna’s new hostel and checking in my first guests of the season. This ain’t so bad at all.