For our first day together (because yes that’s different from my first day which I spent mostly with Jen) in Budapest, PC and I decided to explore the Pest side of the city, that is the castle side. It’s to nobody’s surprise that we ended up doing just NOT that. Instead, we ended up getting lost in a cemetery and then at an alleged Chinese market, after which we thought it would just be best to take it easy and have a little-turned-into-long stroll along the banks of the Danube.
Budapest, simply put, was food heaven. Either that or I was always hungry (which I usually am – writing this as I stuff down a whole packet of Oreos). Contrary to my hilarious and overcomplicated Japanese experience, our eat-outs in Budapest went by without any mishaps. A quick look at Happy Cow for vegan-friendly restaurants in the city – so I wouldn’t starve – generated several possibilities, each that looked more tempting than the other. Our (my) original plan of cooking for ourselves, since our accommodation offered that possibility, just never happened, mostly because we were out till very late everyday and eating out wasn’t as expensive as we (I) initially thought it would be. I didn’t get to try out Hungarian cuisine; there was this place I read about which served a vegan version of the lángos, Hungarian fried bread usually topped with sour cream and grated cheese, but we never did make it there (excuse to go back?). We spent most of our time around Kálvin tér, so most of the places (listed below) we ate at tended to be not far from there or the sights. We did end up coming back home every single night stuffed as hell, so that’s a good sign right?
Jen took me to this one when I said I was starving and that I loved hummus. I’m not sure which one we went to but they have several branches and I learned you’re never far away from delicious hummus and falafel from anywhere you are in the city. Jen and I got to know each other even better over a bowl of Msabbaha (mine), what I would call a gourmet version of the hummus served with warm pita bread and a piece of chocolate baklava (hers).
“Today, let’s have an American breakfast,” we said with Nus. I went to the canteen; some cereals and milk, done. Is that it? Even if I had breakfast, it’s not one I’ll remember…. I don’t need to go to school or work, why was it over in such a short time? When preparing breakfast, first the kettle should be put on. In the meantime, we boil eggs, or fry them in olive oil. If boiled, I would usually eat two of them, softboiled. If fried, it’s cooked with some red pepper flakes and sweet smelling sujuk. Hmmm. During summer, we definitely have tomatoes and cucumbers as well. In winter, there usually are 3-4 peppers grilling on the stovepipe. As soon as they’re done, into some traditional village bread with some salt, sweet. Together with some salty cheese soaked in hot water – tulum cheese or kaşar. I prefer tulum cheese. 🙂 Home made cranberry or sour cherry jam onto butter. The tea has been brewed too. That’s my breakfast.”
Continuing with our little “Breakfast Club”, my Turkish roommate and I decided to go for cereals this time. She’s so used to seeing me just grab my cereal bowl – which I’ve had since 2009 and I’m still travelling with – that she wanted to try it as well. However, she wasn’t as impressed at the sensation of cold milk, crunchy cereal and soft sliced fruit (it’s a real science!). Nope, she wasn’t impressed at all, as you can see from her testimony above. Continue reading Turks don’t care much for cereals, but I do!