Location: Pastéis de Belém, Rua de Belém, Lisbon, Portugal Our mission, upon booking our flights to Lisbon, was to find the perfect Portuguese custard tart.
Catching the bus, (or alternatively tram 15), to the district of Belem to Mosteiro dos Jerónimos, we knew wer
e well on the right track as we past the early morning queue outside Pastéis de Belém.
Disembarking at the spectacular monastery bathed in sunlight, we ventured through the local Sunday market and reflected upon the views of the Torre de Belem, assuring ourselves that our visit wasn’t purely motivated by gluttony.
Catching the bus, (or alternatively tram 15), to the district of Belem to Mosteiro dos Jerónimos, we knew wer
e well on the right track as we past the early morning queue outside Pastéis de Belém.Disembarking at the spectacular monastery bathed in sunlight, we ventured through the local Sunday market and reflected upon the views of the Torre de Belem, assuring ourselves that our visit wasn’t purely motivated by gluttony.
Once we had completed the tourist circuit, it was time. We lined with the well mannered locals outside of the café. (This gave us enough time to decide how many tarts we dared to consume in one sitting). A little nudging at the counter, we almost lost our spot, had it not been for the lovely Portuguese grannies behind us who let us place our order first.
One box of six beautifully packaged Pasteis de nata, warm from the oven served with sachets of cinnamon and sugar to taste. Their light custard, shelled in filo-like pastry with melt-in-your-mouth texture could not have been more perfect, as we ate them under the Lisbon sun…. mmmmm
Item 19: Belem? CHECK!
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