Cotonou

Nice.

Good point.

A frightening experience. The place is run-down, and the water bottles were filthy, to put it mildly. As soon as we arrived, we left the appetizer behind. The owner said we didn’t have to pay if we didn’t like it, but we paid without eating anyway. At least we avoided ending up in hospital. There’s no limit to how bad it can get.

The restaurant windows were really dirty and unpleasant to look at. We came here for lunch after visiting the Padre Pio shrine, partly because the owner had insisted we stay outside the shrine. The appetizer was just packaged cured meats, like the kind sold in supermarkets, and the focaccia was freezing cold, as if it had just come out of the freezer. The pasta was hot in some spots and cold in others. It seemed to have been made that morning and reheated when we arrived. We were having our second course when I wrote this, so I still had doubts about how it would be.