Çka ka Qëllu serves a Balkan menu in a beautiful old-world setting
When I told people I had plans that night, the question, “Where are you going this time?” really puzzled me. I had taken on the mission to explore the new Albanian restaurant in Stamford, yes, but as I said its name, I realized, cutting the throttle to my usual gleefully motoring mouth. Faced with silence and a blank stare in response, friends may have thought I was dodging them or maybe having a stroke.
Albania: Over the Mediterranean, over Greece, Western Civ class notes clicked in my head, Skanderbeg and the Ottomans, Hoxha and its casemates, the Alps and the beaches, the dreadful 90s. I knew nothing food. My ignorance was blank. I had to know.