About 20 years ago there was a terrace full of birds in Bucharest. Decorative hens, guinea fowl, ducks, turkeys, geese and other birds, even peacocks at the gallery. All at liberty, they walked among the tables, between the feet of the customers, at the bar, everywhere.
A little stressful, you had the impression of being in a poultry farm, while the terrace was in the center, facing the national bank.