Everything but the Tail and the Oink
We've always been a bit leery about going on long weekends to Eastern Europe. Budapest was great, highly recommended, but our fairly-undemanding dietary demands appeared incompatible with the signature dishes of those former outposts of Stalin's empire.
We'd even formulated a shorthand for dismissing these places - "it'll be all pig's knuckle and rancid cabbage".
Well, last Thursday we went to hear the London Gypsy Orchestra at this Romanian restaurant in Old Bailey. Proudly on the menu - Pork Knuckle & Beans.
We had the fish.
The place was packed, very heterogenous collection of folks, very good house wine, and the Gypsy Orchestra was pretty damn good. A few too many inaudible violins, a 23-piece band and the trumpeter couldn't stay in tune, but the vocals were dead good. Highly recommended for less than a tenner entry. I doubt they were on union scale.
This weekend I'm on call (fx - cash register) after spending all last week on the first course ever after 6 years in this job - Fund Management for Dummies. So how come I'm still broke?
We'd even formulated a shorthand for dismissing these places - "it'll be all pig's knuckle and rancid cabbage".
Well, last Thursday we went to hear the London Gypsy Orchestra at this Romanian restaurant in Old Bailey. Proudly on the menu - Pork Knuckle & Beans.
We had the fish.
The place was packed, very heterogenous collection of folks, very good house wine, and the Gypsy Orchestra was pretty damn good. A few too many inaudible violins, a 23-piece band and the trumpeter couldn't stay in tune, but the vocals were dead good. Highly recommended for less than a tenner entry. I doubt they were on union scale.
This weekend I'm on call (fx - cash register) after spending all last week on the first course ever after 6 years in this job - Fund Management for Dummies. So how come I'm still broke?