What a debacle!

Last night we went to a veggie restaurant called Lakishmivan (or something along those lines) here in Arequipa. We ordered, what appeared to be relatively safe on the menu, Autumn had yoghust, Matt asked for a veggie burger, and I (because my tummy wasn´t sure what it could cope with on their menu, and thought it may be a safe option) went for Pizza (honestly I´m not proud).

Autumn´s yoghurt didn´t seem to present too much of a problem, and watching other people in the restaraunt, we were glad we didn´t get something traditional. Put it this way, you have a kitchen, it´s open to the restaraunt, everyone can see in, you don´t microwave the food...

Anyway I will finish this story later run out of time byeeee
Right I'm back...

I've lost the flow now, but basically the whole family was required in the kitchen for the mass prepartion of heating a veggie burger, and making pizza, when I say making what I actually mean, of course, is sending the youngest member of the family out to buy: (and not all at once, but one at a time) cheese, pizza base, can of tomatoes, olives, matches (I'm not joking) and some cereal.

Every two minutes this poor little child would come back with another ingredient, only to be sent out for another, and they thought they were being subtle! Why they just didn't say it wasn't on the menu I don't know. Worst thing was it tasted disgusting, but I felt so bad I asked them to give it to me as a takeaway...the boy had to go buy a box!!

Oh the joys of dodgy restaurants!!