It's so prohibitively cold that I only survived outdoors for around four hours before my face began to sting, which was a sure fire sign that I would be safer indoors with a nice mulled wine. I sat in cosy retro café bar that had a hearty looking menu. I ordered 'Potato Casserole with Chicken'. What a got was a block of yellow cheesy mash with french fries. Something had clearly been lost in translation. Ah well, I love cheesy mash.
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