Traditional Hungarian food was on the menu and we were starved. We stopped by a restaurant boasting Gypsy musicians and mouth-watering entrees, a little shocked at the fancier-than-we-expected interior.
Brooks, Bailey, Taylor and I were seated at a table adjacent to the jaunty musicians. We deliberated over dishes to share, deciding on a chilled cranberry yogurt soup for an appetizer, and two entrees: pork medallions in a blanket of cheese, potatoes, and bacon; and rosemary chicken with onion rice, with a moat of tangy fruit spread. Baked white bread with mild herb butter was served to stave off the appetite, and we quickly guzzled the bottle of water that we bought for the four of us to share.
The atmosphere was burgundy elegance – long velvet curtains, entertainers in costume, and cherubs chaperoning from the ceiling. The evening was fun – delicious food, good company – and ended with a bang – a sick Brooks (not due to the food, of course!).
Taylor and Brooks slipped out a bit early, leaving Bailey and me to make a supermarket run for tummy-friendly foods. After completing our door-to-door delivery, Bailey and I made our way to the Turkish bath, sauna, and hot tub that awaited us in the basement. We enjoyed ourselves immensely, relaxing after a fun-filled week!
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