Last Wednesday we went for a meal at Le Pirate, a recommended fish restaurant in Monastir. Now the first thing to know is that there are two restaurants with the same name in Monastir so, naturally, the taxi took us to the wrong one first, which was closed.
We finally found the right one, went in and were given a table. Before we'd had a chance to comment on the absence of a menu the waiter plonked down bread and harrissa in front of us, quickly followed by three bowls of fish soup. Almost before we'd finished he whisked the bowls away and deposited various plates of calamari, shrimps, salads etc. on the table. By this time we were becoming slightly worried as it was obviously a set menu but we had no idea of the price!! 
We quickly started working out how much money we had between us and whether they would accept my Visa card or Jenny's gold bracelets if we were short of a dinar or two. Our concern heightened when this was followed by another large plate of various fish, mussels, etc. then in turn by a large bowl of fruit, lemon sorbet, mint tea, biscuits, sweets. then A WOODEN PIRATE CHEST OBVIOUSLY CONTAINING THE BILL. As you can imagine Frank opened it with a degree of trepidation. Our fears were unfounded as it only worked out at 28 dinars a head 
and the food was delicious, even if the service left a lot to be desired, as at no time were we wished ‘bon appetite', asked if we had enjoyed it or in fact spoken to, apart from when Jenny asked if all this food was for us and the waiter simply said "Yes". Most of the people in the restaurant appeared to be businessmen and apparently in the summer you have to make a booking at least a month in advance to get a table and there is no alcohol served. Remember folks, you read it here first and at least I've given you fair warning of what to expect if you venture out that way but the food was certainly good and you will be able to relax knowing you won't have to take out a second mortgage or leave your wife as security.
