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we are leaving it all behind...Julie Ferguson 37, a native of Oregon, and Melissa Jones, 44, a native of nowhere, embark on a six month journey to see the world. Leaving jobs, family, pets, walla walla reds, and great friends... off we go!

Sunday, October 08, 2006

Hungarian BBQ in Eger!

As many of you know, we joined an organization called Servas, www.usservas.org, and emailed a contact in Eger - Zsolt and ZsuZsa . Zsolt was in Budapest and said he would come and pick us up and drive us to Eger. So off we go from Budabab, our B and B to the Hotel New York where sure enough, right on time here comes Zsolt in his Opel to pick us up. As the Juggs sisters from Nashville say, Zsolt is a "hottie hottie." One hour later we come around the bend into a postcard picture perfect wine village, Eger. To our delight, there is color everywhere. Painted houses, flowers and smiling people. Zsolt drops us off at his friends guest apartment house and it is wonderful. It is called Kisvolgy Vendeghaz. We have a delightful small room with our own bath. Many homes here are furnished with Ikea, very popular and nice. We feel right at home. We are met by the host Jimmy and his son Adam who give us some nice red wine and food. Curious enough Adam likes the Washington Redskins. After this Zsolt and his wife Zsu Zsa - Susan, and daughter Anna come back for us and take us to outdoor coffee at the Hotel Senator. Beautiful cobblestone courtyard with stolling musicans. After coffee we somehow drive by the same train station three times on our way to the bbq. Now here is where the action begins! We swear this is a true story, you will all want to join Servas now. We pull into a long driveway past the guard dog and into a cookie factory. It is called Kazy Ker Cookies. In a nice grassy area of the cookie factory there are several Hungarians gathered around a fire. They swiftly invite us over and offer us a shot of pear and honey schnapps. Why not? Cheers. Next we are seated on a bench and Kazy (we call him "cookie man") begins to make us his bbq. It is pork fat put in a clamp like smushing device held over the fire, until warmed. He then squishes the pork, dripping the pork fat liquid onto bread and we are to put fresh veggies on top. (because this group is into fitness!) The Hungarians told us they like to call it the "cholesterol bomb." So we dig right in. More schnapps, more pork fat, getting to know the people and boy oh boy was it fun! After calling Cookie Man, Cookie Man for two hours one of the guests tells us "Cookie" is another world for - you guessed it - a piece of male anatomy! Nice work Julie and Melissa. We have been complimenting him on his great selection of cookies, his variety of cookies, how nice to have us over to his cookie factory, etc... The woman thought this was hilarious, the men did not say too much. I think there was some private conversation between them on cookie mans cookie. Anyway, after we learned of this, nothing to do but laugh and move on. We mentioned to the women that we were heading to Prague this weekend to celebrate Julies 37th birthday and I think Zsu Zsa and Lena (Cookie mans girlfriend) and veggie man Atillas wife may join us. Let us say, these are not shy girls. This is sure to be another story. We were told most people would have to save 6 months to a year to be able to travel to Prague so we now know the cookie business is very profitable. Arent we sharp? We will download the pictures from this event when we can. The internet cafe we are at is not allowing us to download now.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I had the same embarrasing experience when I asked where I could purchase Hummel figurines in Germany. Only my pronunciation was off a little, and after many giggles on the part of the clerk I wrote Hummel out on paper. When I asked the clerk what I had asked for with my bad German, she replied, "a dirty old man". Not my intention, but good for a laugh. So watch your mouth girls.
TAJ

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