they found one. it was a long restaurant/bar (as all of our favorites are) covered in old mirrors and dark wood. the dishes were vintage and didn't match. the seating was on olive and chocolate couches, a small dog in a vest wandered around the tables, licking toes. they served us a big basket of different breads as an appetizer, and then gave us german menus which made us feel very local and cool.
india has gone almost completely veggie again. foreign meat scares her. ("that's what she said!" -bryn.) she got pizza with goat cheese that burned her tongue but tasted like a cloud. bryn was adventurous and awesome and ordered something off of the "traditional german" page.
something that bryn thought was going to be a salad with some sliced sausage on it turned out to be a literal pile of cold meat processed through a machine that made it resemble pasta. (or a baby pig's intestine. depends on how you looked at it.) little trooper made it a third of the way into it before admitting that it was DISGUSTING, eating half of india's pizza, and then longing aloud for some mcdonalds.
fear not: amsterdam next. plenty of weird food to try there.
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