LAST DAYS PART II
I noticed on our last night the people on the other side look like they're bent forward going down; it has a weird prospective. A guy passed us going up and his legs looked shorter than they were too.
They were under a long skirt, which she did stitch halfway up the front.
For our last meal, we decided to try Zsofia's recommendation for authentic Hungarian food. By now, I've developed a small blister on a toe, hips and legs are hurting, and I have no energy to walk another 20-25 min. Matthew too.
So we metro'ed it both ways and only got a little lost getting there. They save tables, so we knew it was ours from 6-8. The restaurant is called Getto Gulyas (ghetto goulash). Sort of scary name, but it was a great spot and wonderful, modernistic decor. The walls are turquoise-colored corrugated metal, open windows with plants and candles on the sills, and a menu of different stews from which to choose.
I asked if they had fruit soup, which though not on the menu they did, so I started with my last bowl of sour cherry soup. Not a bad start.
Yes, that is whipped cream.
I had something I never order--veal. Here's the description: Paprika veal stew with homemade sour cream and baked curd cheese noodles rolled in baconThe potatoes were sliced paper thin and were singly the best thing I had on all the trip. The description is from their FB page, which is their only website, I think.
Going to Budapest? Go to this restaurant!
The people next to us had this for dessert, and dinner was so fabulous, we decided to split this as well.
I think it's good we're heading home now. I've eaten enough, mostly very good food, and need to get back to a decent sleep and a diet of vegetables and salads. We are staying in a hotel not far from the airport because of flight leaves at 6:30am and we need to be up and out by 5. The good news is we arrive at SFO at 1:30 pm, which is a rarity. The other good news is they have a wellness center, so I had a 90 min. massage when I got here. Ahh
Travel is not easy. Long flights, sleeping in strange beds, spending 25 hours a day with the same person, eating out at least twice everyday, walking more than normal, sharing a space with the same person...oh, did I say that already? It's worth it to see beautiful and interesting places and broaden one's outlook and experiences.
I'll be glad to get home and kiss my kitties.