The day didn’t go off without a few missteps. The switch between sweet, savory, and beer was a little too swift for my taste, while the helping of cultural trivia felt a bit on the light side. And, as with the other Prague food tour I’d taken, it occasionally seemed like authentic Czech food culture was sacrificed to farm-to-table trendiness. When an institution like Ovocný Světozor Hajek is passed over for its “unhealthy” additives, I have to wonder: How can you truly experience Czech cuisine without eating a starchy white bread open-faced sandwich topped with starchy potato salad in an overheated space that reeks of warm mayo and mild b.o.? Plus where were the food heroes (including celeb chefs Hana Michopulu and Zdeněk Pohlreich) the website promised us we’d meet?