Slovenia has the sea, the Alps and ‘love’ in its name; Slovakia has the Tatras, a great many castles and no coast at all. Both flags are white, blue and red with mountains in the coat of arms, which does not help, and misdirected post between the two is an old diplomatic chore. Asked in 2017 whether their embassies in Washington meet every month to swap it, the Slovak one said it does meet its Slovenian colleagues — ‘but the reason is not that one’.
Order a Kofola. It was developed in 1959 at a research institute in Prague to use up surplus caffeine, launched in 1960 as Czechoslovakia’s answer to Coca-Cola, and has outlived Czechoslovakia by more than 30 years: herbal, dark and poured on tap in pubs from Bratislava to the Tatras. The Czechs will tell you it is theirs. Nobody has settled who loves it more.
Then the trdelník, the sugared spit cake sold all over Prague as an ‘old Bohemian’ pastry. In the EU’s register it is Slovak: Skalický trdelník, from Skalica near the Moravian border, has been a protected geographical indication since December 2007. Hungarians will point to kürtőskalács, its Transylvanian cousin. Eat all three; argue later.