I hate to even admit this, but by the time I got to Prague, I was just about vacationed out. There are only so many centuries old buildings, bridges and statues you can see before you become numb to the splendor. Prague is a beautiful city with an amazing history. Having been virtually untouched by the two World Wars, it is a unique living museum of European architecture.
But I did become numb to it all.
That is until I discovered U Flecku.
Situated literally right around the corner from our hotel, U Fleku is a 500 year old beer house that offers up as genuine Czech experience as I could have dreamed of. Long tables make this place a gathering of people participating in a grand communal ****** rather than just a couple of people at four top talking about that asshole at work.
Oh, and beer — what kind would you like? Miller Lite? maybe a Pale Ale? how about a strong Belgian ? Too bad!!! They serve one beer — the same delicious Schwarzbier they\’ve been brewing/serving for 500 hundred years. Oh, they also served a Czech drink called Becherovka. It\’s a strong spicy drink. While supplies last, I was able to bring home a bottle, so please feel free to ask for a sip.
And on top of all this greatness, there is the food. It is here that I first fell in love with tenderness of the pork knuckle. It was suggested by the Turkish couple sitting next to us out our table. Upon my first bite, I gleefully gave our new Turk friends an enthusiastic thumbs-up.
Unfortunately, we had to leave the next morning — my stomach yearning for another chance at a pork knuckle.