Vilkovo. Gastronomic journey or how I ate frogs. Part II
Vilkovo. Monday. Monday in Vilkovo is day off. Bazaar, shops and cafes don’t work. The village is asleep. You're driving on like an extinct settlement that's just yesterday was filled with people. But when I stay on the sidelines, suddenly, the guides began to come forward in the order of a queue. We chose Dima. [...]