Restaurants offering delivery in Prague are as rare as the Hope Diamond. So when word had it that an Indian restaurant downtown offers this hard-to-find service it was amazing how quickly I developed a hankerin' for Indian food! I convinced Brandon that we should give it a shot; Never mind that our address is so new it cannot be found on maps and I'd have to give directions to someone speaking English as a second language and that it took an hour and a half to get here and we had to pay an extra $15 for delivery (didn't know this beforehand) and the food was cold. No, the real kicker was when our food arrived by taxi!
Alas, not all was a loss. We were able to make a new entry on our ever-expanding "List of Life's Lessons": When in Prague, go pick it up yourself, you lazy bum!
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