Some restaurants here in Sofia have menus in english. I thought to try something new and order in bulgarian, the dish was called пилешка супа. -"Delicious", said the waitress and smiled. I had to believe, though in the corner of my eye I saw her winking to Mr. Strong.
Well, I waited for some 45 minutes, got my dish, and there it was. A bowl full of chicken hearts, local delicacy. Next thing I remember was lying in a ladies' room floor.