A lunch break

On the way back to Monastir we stopped in a small village to have lunch. It's easy to find the place, they have put up a skin or a head from a newly slaughtered sheep outside and there are plenty of them.
We stopped at one of them and asked if we could eat there. As we understood it was possible so we sat down, The choice was easy, sheep or sheep. The only thing was that we had to decide how much. When we said 200 grams the cook went in to the building and we could here, tjopp, tjopp and then he came out with the meat and put in on the bbq. He then went across the street to get fries, tomatoes and cucumbers, and bread. There was an excellent meal!