Caffé & Restaurant Yugoslavia

This used to be a café called Monaco, but I didn’t know that before. I passed the place a hundred times and it never stood out. Now, they are under new ownership and have changed the name to Caffé & Restaurant Yugoslavia. The Yugoslavia part is what caught my eye.
I went to dinner at Restaurant Sarajevo for my birthday and this bar is just a hop, skip and a jump to the east (and then a step to the ri-​ii-​iii-​ight). I figured we’d stop in quickly to grab a drink and be on our way to the next bar, but they welcomed our party with open arms. Another patron, whom I’ve never met before, bought me a shot before I was even able to grab a stool. Everyone was interested in us because they don’t get many American visitors.
I ended up at a table with a group of older Greek gentlemen, and even though I was already quite boozed up from dinner, I managed to learn a couple useful phrases. We ended up staying much longer than anticipated. And I ended up drinking more than I intended, plenty of which was subsidized by others at the bar. So, another wholehearted hvala to the ex-​Yugoslavs, and enthusiastic efharisto for the Greeks! Oh, and yassou!
We ordered shot after shot and they gave us a show with their flaming shot. We also got a real show because Friday and Saturday nights they have bellydancers. I tried to make it rain, but I only succeeded in plopping a small stack of bills next to her.
There was no room in our bellies for food, but they let us know they also have a full kitchen and we took a look at the menu. It’s pretty large. I even returned the next week to order some ćevapi to go. I was really impressed that they served it with all the fixings and ajvar, because most places only give you kajmak (or something similar) and onions.
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