Polish Cuisine

I love Polish food, so when Oleg called up to organize dinner this week and gave me the option 'Japanese or Polish' I voted very enthusiastically for Polish, so much so that even though his sister who's out here for a visit voted Japanese, I won.

Mai was late, held up by some work being done on her flat, so we went ahead and ordered without her. When she arrived and found out Oleg had ordered Tripe Soup as an appetizer, she was shocked. "Don't you know what tripe is? You hate tripe! It's that thing in Vietnamese soup that you never eat. It's, um, chewy stomach lining." Oops. Turns out Polish tripe isn't chewy. There was great amusement when the food came.