Uzbekistan (November, 2019) – It wasn't until our last few days in Tashkent that we discovered an obscure restaurant where the locals convene. Given our lack of the language, instead of menus the server guided us to the goodies percolating in monstrous size kazans at the entry of the massive food hall. We pointed to the items we wished to try, which seems like the perfect way to try new things. From our vantage point inside the restaurant I admired the setting sun casting light through the shashlik stand outside. Avoiding the thought that our food was being doused with cigarette smoke, instead we revelled in the moment, grateful for months adventure.
