I love this little gem in the ancient square of the old town. Perfect Elk soup and pies served in rustic earthenware crockery, all washed down with a hot, foamy, treacly dark beer. Lovely medieval furnishings and roaring fires. Cheap as chips too, you can't really go wrong. A welcome shelter from the soul freezing December winds!
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