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| It looked as bad as it sounded |
Eastern Europe has always had thrillingly misspelled menus. When I say always, I mean since they started writing them in English, which was before I was born, and consequently is as close as I could give a monkey's to always. You'd best
take a look at the whole menu. I should add that this particular food emporium was particularly foul on the outskirts of a horrible pathetic leper-colony of a village. Why were we there? Culture (and not the kind found in the small intestine). Stone walls in
Ston.
Labels: Croatia, food, language
