In the 90s, he was on a horse trip. The company was not very poor and the travel paid entirely. A bathroom for the car, a hotel, food you want, snacks, a spa salon or a pool at the hotel. Even a taxi, if it’s already a face in the olive. and all.

We stopped at the county cafe "U Colonel". When the menu was opened, it was a bit of creativity in the name of the dishes. Well there is a borst "easy death of the area", or a baking "white swan". This is just such a criminal slang. It turned out that the owner of the grocery was a former Colonel of the FSIN, and apparently the trace of a long service decided to rationalize in his own cafe.

They ate and went on. Upon arrival we hand over the cheque. In an hour, it is financial.

Are you really there, oh oh?

In the sense?

Is this what? - I get a check from the cafe at the Colonel, in it: dinner with confusion 150 rubles.

Long after, I had to explain what was called tomato salad with cucumbers.