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I debate with myself if I really should put a deuce but if one compares to everything else that is nearby then I do not understand why I would be nice when I deep down want to put a one. Said and done.
It was a very big contrast from the other places I visited that night. From Ubercoola Tjoget who always delivers, to the newly opened Bestia Café that promises well and then to Judit & Bertil who certainly soured a bit crazy about having to make five different drinks. They stand up, however, high above the Mbargo and I shudder almost when I think about it.
This is certainly not my type of place, has never been my type of place and will never be there either. I want to have schnitzel so I go to the Vltava, the end of the period.
To get into diluted grog and still pay as a drink and then have to keep your breath to not die when I go into the toilet is not okay. Add the louse lighting, an interior that is best described as a youth farm and staff who don't seem to like to work on a Friday so you have my experience.
Points to improvement:
+ Freshen up the room
+ Talk to the staff, engage these to really want to work in a cruel place.
+ Tear out the toilets and start again.
+ Create an identity that gets one to first what it is for the place one ended up on.
I debate with myself if I really should put a deuce but if one compares to everything else that is nearby then I do not understand why I would be nice when I deep down want to put a one. Said and done.
It was a very big contrast from the other places I visited that night. From Ubercoola Tjo...
