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Confessional Booth
For naughty confessions (the kind that make you giggle when everyone else has left the room).
Ok, a few nights ago we were with our two friends visiting from the States at a Lebanese restaurant ordering small plates to share. Since none of us is fluent in German, we kind of guessed at our orders. I ordered chicken "something" in pomegranate juice (all I could recognize). It turned out to be chicken livers in pomegranate juice and I kept quiet the whole time as my friend called them steak bits & even remarked on the "wild texture". That was some delicious beef.
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Uh huh her.
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