I'll bet that was a mess!
Polska Piekarnia = Polish BakeryExcept for pierogi, I have no idea what this says.
Oooh-- wrong restaurant! I bet he or she felt like a heel afterwards. <yuck! yuck!>
That's not good.My sister used to eat Vicks VapoRub...
There isn't.There's times I wonder if there's anything that Ralf doesn't know!
Willingly?My sister used to eat Vicks VapoRub...
Surprised the Poison Control Center wasn't called. There's some nasty stuff in shoe polish.Well one of my childhood friends tried to eat it.
Well, thanks, but this time I had to use Google Translator as I was curious as well!There's times I wonder if there's anything that Ralf doesn't know!
See? And even if he doesn't know EVERYTHING, the stuff he doesn't know he knows how to find!! Amazing!!Well, thanks, but this time I had to use Google Translator as I was curious as well!
Ralf
Except for misere, a communist era salad made from cabbage and drizzled with yoghurt. Had in Poland in 1991 when the country was transitioning from communism to capitalism and democracy. Here's an anecdote: I was walking on the sidewalk in Warsaw. In front of me was an old woman, dressed in black with a babushka, hobbling along with a cane. Coming in the opposite direction was a young hip couple, hand in hand - the girl was wearing a miniskirt. After they passed the old woman, she turned around and hoisting her cane in the air she gave them what for. Obviously she was jealous of the new culture and its freedom.Polish food is the best!
That's also a type of cucumber salad, no? A few years ago here in Portland, amongst the hipster food carts, a traditional old world babcia (grandma) suddenly appeared selling amazing plates of ridiculously inexpensive Polish food. Some had that salad with it, and I thought it was pretty good. When asking her about different foods, she would pile on free samples. My co-workers and I pondered how she survived and always suggested she put out the ubiquitous tip jar, which she lacked. She always shook her head. Unfortunately as expected and to our disappointment, her cart just disappeared one day.Except for misere, a communist era salad made from cabbage and drizzled with yoghurt. Had in Poland in 1991 when the country was transitioning from communism to capitalism and democracy. Here's an anecdote: I was walking on the sidewalk in Warsaw. In front of me was an old woman, dressed in black with a babushka, hobbling along with a cane. Coming in the opposite direction was a young hip couple, hand in hand - the girl was wearing a miniskirt. After they passed the old woman, she turned around and hoisting her cane in the air she gave them what for. Obviously she was jealous of the new culture and its freedom.