an ode to czech cuisine

All menus were filled with beer, meat, bread, butter, and cream
and to have low-fat or low-carb options was a distant dream
The grocery stores and cooking directions were entirely in Czech
which further constrained this already limited chef
to eating mainly musli, cereal, soup, pita, tomato, and cheese
and a bar of Orion horka horka chocolate to please
my taste buds that had become sick of carbs
pastries, bread, and potatoes had become as appetizing as lard
And after living on the top floor of my dorm with a slow elevator
and relying on every form of public transportation ever
I guess the surprise I just got was really quite nice
considering all semester I went to the gym only twice
At first I thought the numbers on my scale must be wrong
but yes, I lost more weight in Europe than I did in Vietnam.