Part of the network of rooms found on the ground floor of Dwór Polski. Expect chunky peasant furnishings with colourful carvings and piles of firewood, and similarly robust meals. The service is gloomy, but the pork chops and pigs knuckle and rye soup in bread make for a super feast. The courtyard would be excellent, were it not for the awful AstroTurf and pop music. Why?