Clandestine restaurant

Feliciana, a housemate from Munich is visiting Lisbon with her new boyfriend, a lawyer. Obviously I then took them (him wearing a dinner jacket, as it was the only jacket he brought with him) to one of the clandestino „illegal“ restaurants in Lisbon. They are great to visit, you knock on the door to be let in, are fantastically cheap and as it’s basically a house performing as a restaurant you even have toothbrushes of the family in the bathroom. This is me and Fe in the hallway that leads to the restaurant.