As for breakfast, it's not something you'd want to greet on a Sunday morning and invite for dinner. Pale, flavorless mush is called the egg special. A fried cherry tomato adds probably the minimum legal nutritional requirement to be classified as a meal. The other dishes will have you greeting the spouse with embarrassment. "You paid HOW MUCH FOR AN EGG?"
If you enjoy hearing about all the problems with white people, this is the place for you, as the teenage staff are very knowledgeable on the subject. Slow service, sometimes wrong order.
A nice view of the horsemeat joint across the road with a slice of mountain. Music is sometimes Italian, but mostly central African when the proprietor is not around.
A few anorexic "profit-eroles" on display filled with a powdered goo (Spar hot chocolate?) inside won't make much profit. None of the display items are for sale as they have been mummified, though it's hard to tell which year the croissants were made. A sticky coating of sugar means this will be a knife-and-fork finger food. If storage is a problem, how hard is it to make gelato?
Metal canteen chairs will burn your crust, three side seats share a long dirty cushion.
Yet another pizza joint, but a good place to visit if you don't like to be surrounded by people and want to pay more for a soggy pizza.
Ciao.
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