8/22 Thursday
Beach day once again. The waves are
pretty wild today, so we stay on the harbor side with the rest of the babies.
As
we head home after a few hours, we catch the distinct smell of roasted lamb.
There’s a restaurant overlooking the beach with a great charcoal fueled
firepit, with a spit full of chicken, and another with a whole lamb. This is
the place for dinner tonight!
We
come back around 7:30, to find that all the inside tables are reserved, but we
have a place at a picnic table outside next to the firepit, with a view of the
sea, that suits us much better. Soon, the whole place is full. We order a
dinner of lamb and wait.
Suddenly,
there’s a commotion of ringing bells and a sort of Bulgarian bagpipe. The lamb
is ready! The chef leads a gang of lamb-bearers who carry the whole beast on
the spit through every corner of the restaurant, stopping ceremoniously to
rotate the spit every few paces. They know how to make a scene, that’s for
sure. We all pay homage to the lamb, and they take it off to the kitchen. Our
order arrives soon after, a big chunk. We have successfully completed our
roasted lamb experience.
1 Video Included
Pomorie Lamb
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