Fatal dinner
Yesterday Toshi san and me finally managed to meet.
It seems that every time we want to meet we have to struggle with communication problems which mostly arise from the fact that my mobile does not work in my office (in the basement) or that my card's balance is Zero. But we made it yesterday, YESSS! :)
Boy, it was a great evening! Both him and me were hungry, so I decided to reserve a table at a middle-category restaurant which serves Hungarian style meals, and they give HUGE protions. So it is a MUST to go there if you ever come to Budapest.
The name of the restaurant is Fatal :-) very telling name, isn't it? :-) Actually there is nothing wrong with the restaurant - except for that the waiters are usually grupmy, however this evening our waiter was surprisingly funny. The word Fatal (the exact Hungarian word is Fatál) means "Wooden Tray" Fa=wood, wooden, Tál=tray, plate.
We ordered Bouillon a'la Grandma as a starter. Then Toshi san had stuffed cabbage, and I had paprika chicken with dumpling-style noodles. All were huge portions so we were not able to finish any of the courses. At the end I convinced poor Toshi-san to try and finish off a "Delicacy os Shomlo" together (Somlói Galuska), but it seemed to be a MI (mission impossible) - it was such a giant one that both of us fell out. I feel a bit guilty for exposing him to such a challenge - it was too much even for my Hungarian stomach :-)
Anyway, we had a great and really long conversation (around 3 hours) about all sorts of things, like human relationships, martial arts, and human relationships again and noodles and Ramen that I will have to try in Ginza :-) I showed him my Japanese exercise book and the notes where I practiced writing. He said Japanese children usually learn writing around the age of 7 (as I recall) and learn some of the kanji around 12. Now I know why I feel so young sometimes. :-))))
Time flew by very fast and it was already 23 pm. We left the restaurant - although the waiter guy warned us that if we won't be able to complete all the courses, we would have to stay in the restaurant until our plates will get empty :) Luckilly the guy disappeared for a while so after a speedy paying we left. The rain made the evening quite ugly and cold, but still we enjoyed it. You know, it was just one of those great times when you really enjoy a cool, free conversation with a friend and you come to learn so many little details about the other person directly and indirectly. :-) Was a nice evening :-)
Next time a visit to Skanzen is to come, Toshi san, prepare! ;-)
It seems that every time we want to meet we have to struggle with communication problems which mostly arise from the fact that my mobile does not work in my office (in the basement) or that my card's balance is Zero. But we made it yesterday, YESSS! :)
Boy, it was a great evening! Both him and me were hungry, so I decided to reserve a table at a middle-category restaurant which serves Hungarian style meals, and they give HUGE protions. So it is a MUST to go there if you ever come to Budapest.
The name of the restaurant is Fatal :-) very telling name, isn't it? :-) Actually there is nothing wrong with the restaurant - except for that the waiters are usually grupmy, however this evening our waiter was surprisingly funny. The word Fatal (the exact Hungarian word is Fatál) means "Wooden Tray" Fa=wood, wooden, Tál=tray, plate.
We ordered Bouillon a'la Grandma as a starter. Then Toshi san had stuffed cabbage, and I had paprika chicken with dumpling-style noodles. All were huge portions so we were not able to finish any of the courses. At the end I convinced poor Toshi-san to try and finish off a "Delicacy os Shomlo" together (Somlói Galuska), but it seemed to be a MI (mission impossible) - it was such a giant one that both of us fell out. I feel a bit guilty for exposing him to such a challenge - it was too much even for my Hungarian stomach :-)
Anyway, we had a great and really long conversation (around 3 hours) about all sorts of things, like human relationships, martial arts, and human relationships again and noodles and Ramen that I will have to try in Ginza :-) I showed him my Japanese exercise book and the notes where I practiced writing. He said Japanese children usually learn writing around the age of 7 (as I recall) and learn some of the kanji around 12. Now I know why I feel so young sometimes. :-))))
Time flew by very fast and it was already 23 pm. We left the restaurant - although the waiter guy warned us that if we won't be able to complete all the courses, we would have to stay in the restaurant until our plates will get empty :) Luckilly the guy disappeared for a while so after a speedy paying we left. The rain made the evening quite ugly and cold, but still we enjoyed it. You know, it was just one of those great times when you really enjoy a cool, free conversation with a friend and you come to learn so many little details about the other person directly and indirectly. :-) Was a nice evening :-)
Next time a visit to Skanzen is to come, Toshi san, prepare! ;-)
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