Meat, meat, meat and a Bloody Mary chaser

We ventured out, just nine of us and found a small local restaurant full of "locals." The meat counter was not refrigerated but we figured since it was going to be sacrificed over a coal fire...well, the meat was AMAZING, just like everything else in Samarkand. The salads were yummy.

The highlight of the evening was teaching the nice Muslim waiter how to make Bloody Mary shots using the chili sauce for the shish kabobs.

Post loge: We all chipped in, rather spontaneously I might add, and paid for the lads dinner. It ended in some heartfelt thanks from some very lovely, actually sincerely lovely fellows. What a grand night.