So it doesn't seem to be a bad place, I managed to have a meal on the way.
However, only the egg was offered from the dishes, well, that's all.
The staff can say this to themselves, the grandmother went out, well, the young guy brought the order himself. Apparently Grandma's grandson is.
However, there is a shop nearby with a very expensive price for the whole product.
I stopped to eat at the Tajik cuisine, I must say there are a dozen similar roadside cafes. Not knowing anything, I bought the name because it is known that Tajiks and Uzbeks have excellent cuisine. Here it was the same as other kuyrdak, et, sorpa, manta lagman dumplings. It was cooked well, but I didn't see any Tajik originality. From Tajik, only a woman, a possible hostess, spoke Taj m and maybe a Tajik woman. During the meal, I noticed that the truckers were Tajiks, maybe even Uzbeks. For about an hour, drivers from six different trucks stopped here.