
Armed with a 2 for 1-coupon, Johannes and me entered the vegetarian restaurant near the train station. It was a first-time visit for both of us. Normally, you´d expect the guests of a vegetarian restaurant to be calm, orderly folks, providing an ideal acoustic background to a relaxed conversation with the opposing face across the table. You would think that this kind of place wouldn´t have much drama or heated arguments going on. That´s just the kind of image that pops into your mind when you see the sign walking by.

Well, in this case, that was spot on. It was really tranquil in there.
We were also expecting the food to be especially good and healthy, being served in a dedicated vegetarian restaurant and all. And it was.
But if there was anything that we didn´t see coming, it was the tray of tantalizing desserts, elegantly offered to us by the staff. No, seriously, we didn´t see it. Ever.
We were both very pleased with the experience, and how well it had complied with our expectations.