So Lebanese it was.
The place was almost empty, although lunch had just begun. A few customers made small talk by the cash register, waiting for takeout. One of the brothers said hello to Mary and waved them to a table. In the corner, the TV was switched to the news.
Vladislav looked skeptically at the chalkboard menu.
"No, Vladislav, “ said N. “No fish in Kansas.”
…. On TV, a fanfare announced the noon headlines. The new images caught their attention.
from My Name is N by Robert Karjel (2010 Swedish, 2015 English)