The Bread Truck
Living in Warsaw, Poland was an adventure, enjoy!
When you see delivery trucks such as a U Haul truck do you immediately think, hmm someone must be moving? That is always what I thought until we lived in Warsaw, Poland.
When we first moved to Poland, we lived in an apartment in the downtown area. Great location, access to the tram, bus, subway and within walking distance to the flower market, outdoor market, grocery and drug stores. I would walk for blocks and blocks discovering so many new and wonderful things about Warsaw on a daily basis, most of which wouldn't be in a tourist books, but such fond memories for me. There were also some disadvantages to living in the downtown area as well. Most everyone that lived in that area only spoke Polish and I of course did not, so I carried my phrase book everywhere with me and got along fine.
Unlike the USA, people in Poland go shopping for essential groceries almost daily. They buy fresh bakery bread every other day and let me tell you - it is delicious! Which brings me back to the delivery truck....

I did most of my shopping in the morning hours, not so many people and I could take my time looking for everything I needed. One day, I decided I wanted fresh flowers for the apartment, this was in the afternoon. I walked to the flower market, picked out the perfect bouquet and started to walk home. When I turned the corner on our street, I saw a delivery truck parked with the back doors open and a line of people waiting. I wondered why were so many people lined up at this gray delivery truck? As I got closer, I noticed the truck was FULL of bakery items - breads, rolls, cakes! I watched people pick up their fresh bread and carry it home without a bag, like it was a football! Every afternoon for the next week, I would take a walk in the afternoon to see the bread truck and what the people were buying. One day, I decided to take the plunge and pick up a loaf of bread. It was a challenge, since my Polish was VERY broken and the bread man didn't speak any English, but eventually I bought my bread and carried it home like a football!
After the initial purchase, i bought bread many times as well as cakes, I didn't always get exactly what I wanted, but the adventure sure was fun!
Leah - Owner Peacock Pottery
When you see delivery trucks such as a U Haul truck do you immediately think, hmm someone must be moving? That is always what I thought until we lived in Warsaw, Poland.
When we first moved to Poland, we lived in an apartment in the downtown area. Great location, access to the tram, bus, subway and within walking distance to the flower market, outdoor market, grocery and drug stores. I would walk for blocks and blocks discovering so many new and wonderful things about Warsaw on a daily basis, most of which wouldn't be in a tourist books, but such fond memories for me. There were also some disadvantages to living in the downtown area as well. Most everyone that lived in that area only spoke Polish and I of course did not, so I carried my phrase book everywhere with me and got along fine.
Unlike the USA, people in Poland go shopping for essential groceries almost daily. They buy fresh bakery bread every other day and let me tell you - it is delicious! Which brings me back to the delivery truck....

I did most of my shopping in the morning hours, not so many people and I could take my time looking for everything I needed. One day, I decided I wanted fresh flowers for the apartment, this was in the afternoon. I walked to the flower market, picked out the perfect bouquet and started to walk home. When I turned the corner on our street, I saw a delivery truck parked with the back doors open and a line of people waiting. I wondered why were so many people lined up at this gray delivery truck? As I got closer, I noticed the truck was FULL of bakery items - breads, rolls, cakes! I watched people pick up their fresh bread and carry it home without a bag, like it was a football! Every afternoon for the next week, I would take a walk in the afternoon to see the bread truck and what the people were buying. One day, I decided to take the plunge and pick up a loaf of bread. It was a challenge, since my Polish was VERY broken and the bread man didn't speak any English, but eventually I bought my bread and carried it home like a football!
After the initial purchase, i bought bread many times as well as cakes, I didn't always get exactly what I wanted, but the adventure sure was fun!
Leah - Owner Peacock Pottery











Great post! I lived in Germany and can totally relate to everything you just wrote. AND don't you wish we could get bread like that here??!!!
Reply to this
Yes, I would love to get the bread here!
Reply to this
I miss the bread. I lived in Lublin, Poland and Sarajevo, Bosnia for a while. I miss the fresh bread every day. I also miss getting flowers on a regular basis. My husband and I were dating at the time when I was in Poland. He bought me flowers several times a week. I also miss Fanta. It just isn't the same here, and I have had friends and former exchange students of mine send me some in the mail to feed my addiction
Reply to this
I miss the Flower Market so much! We have a couple of Polish Markets in Phoenix, every once in a while I have to go and buy candy, horseradish etc.!
Reply to this