"Dave Smith" > wrote in message
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> On 06/06/2011 11:12 AM, Jerry Avins wrote:
>
>> I traveled around Greece by car, often stopping to eat in restaurants
>> where I had no common language with anybody. We were usually invited
>> into the kitchen to lift the covers from pots and choose by pointing.
>
> I ordered like that once in a Greek restaurant in Toronto in the mid 60s.
> I was visiting my aunt and spend a day helping my cousin on his milk
> delivery route. We stopped for lunch at a place. I don't remember the name
> or exact location but it was kind of a grubby looking place on the second
> floor of a building.We went back to the kitchen and pointed to what we
> wanted.
>
During the 2nd War, my Father was in Singapore to evacuate people before the
fall. He would go into the restaurant kitchens to watch them cook his meal
because he didn't trust them!
Graham