2013-10-02: Day 7
After going for dinner in the shadow of St. Istvans, darkening the door of this particular establishment for the second time in a year, splendid food by the way, we sauntered on to find some other folk at Pivo Söröző, a Czech bar on Hegedus Gyula Utca (can I use that many commas in a sentence?).
Let it be known that the quality of this bar retained the 100% batting average, to use Baseball parlance, of one of my colleagues recommendations and much good will has been earned. A splendid bar and an introduction to a Czech IPA which I'm pretty sure would have tasted glorious even if I hadn't been exposed to an overwhelming quantity of standard larger in recent days.
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