How Czech mustard gave my life a bitter taste

(Because of (temporary) feeling of indignation against Czech food industry, the title of this post is and will remain in pure English.)* There are two things that can get on my nerves always, apart from when I have just gone out of the sauna. Falling objects and food stains. In Bulgaria we say that it’s…

hrozný/hroznej (if i’ll pretend to be local) týden

Today* marks the end of my most horrible week of the new year. (I hope this statement will be valid in the end of 2015, too.) I was sick (it took me four days to get better without medication which, in fact, is not so bad, at all), terribly busy and, because of the first two…