another year, another letter from my good friend Jonathan Harker and his totally normal reaction to east european cuisine
I did not sleep well, though my bed was comfortable enough, for I had all sorts of queer dreams. There was a dog howling all night under my window, which may have had something to do with it; or it may have been the paprika, for I had to drink up all the water in my carafe, and was still thirsty.
I had for breakfast more paprika
There's a lesson for us all here, really
[ID: The lead orc from The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers says, "Looks like paprika hendl is back on the menu boys!" END ID]























