Love Prague. Love it. But, the food..........not my favorite. I'm going to go as far to say it kind of sucks. Yesterday, I was wandering around Nove Mesto trying to find a restaurant the served something beside pork tongue and gouhlash. I found this cute "cafe" (Czechs don't understand the concept of coffee). Their menu outside mentioned their special of the day....a veggie burger!!! I rushed in immediately. I ordered some peach juice which was excellent and excitedly awaited my veggie burger while reading a bit. It was a wonderful day. Then, the plate is thrown in front of me. "Prosim," the cute waiter says. I was needless to say, psyched. I look down to find a plate of sweet pickles, pea and carrot latkas (sp?), and potatoes in plain yogurt. What the fuck? I wasn't really surprised, all the food here is random and stupid. But, why get my hopes up, you know?
Anyways, I'm at Mon Ami, the internet restaurant across the street from my apartment and I ordered the Mexican pizza. It was egg on it. But, more importantly I bit into what I thought was a tomato and felt a familiar and pleasant stinging sensation. A pepper!! A hot pepper!!! Thank you, Mon Ami!! For this spicy offering you have given me, I will forgive you for playing YMCA by the Village People ALL THE TIME.
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