Little earthenware pots...

...brought back from a ski-trip to Bulgaria in the 70s...

We went as a staff group before booking to take a school trip - and it was interesting...
I remember the constant request to exchange money, or to buy our jeans... and the powerful slivovitz which was served from a hot kettle in the "local". One drink and your lips went numb, two and your brain and body parted company...