Quirky signs with unwitting senses – part of the pleasure of travel in distant places.
This is the name of a well endowed cafe at Leipzig railway station. Not to be outdone, the ship from Riga to Stockholm sports a somewhat different culinary experience:
But my favourite is this one, on the old train from Minsk to Riga:
It took me a moment to realise that there is no red line through the lit cigarette, for in the vestibule at the end of each carriage you can indeed smoke. How civilised!