The puppies' eyes were open and they were ready to be played with!
Zoli brought them out in pairs.
Zoli and Laci.
We quickly realized we were back, as the wine began to flow.
Julia was already making us more food...
Gyula showed up. They had done a pig-killing (disznó vágás) early that morning (which we missed), so he was already kind of drunk (at ~3 in the afternoon).
Mária brought out some more wine...
These things were a slice of heaven... kolbasz sausage taken out of the casing, and then wrapped in pastry, topped with cheese, and then baked.
Poppyseed cake on the left, walnut on the right. Crazy delicious (nagyon finom).
Chris was way into the Raptors (those corn puff things from the first gallery)
These plates were super pretty, and fairly old (as noted by the fact they were made in the German Democratic Republic
Back at Gyula's, we started making bean soup for dinner.
Some fresh pig-bits.
Chris was going CSI: Pincehely for a minute and showing me the details of the pig-killing that morning. The grass was scorched from burning off the pig-hair with a blow torch.
Pig-flipper/carrier.
The cutting table
Looks like rain
Gyula's shed/garage.
Gyula had some more wine...
And so did we...
The table cloth still had some pig blood on it...
A pálinka dispenser.
Vicky. I think she was trying to look sophisticated.
Aforementioned blow-torch.
Food preparation.
Chris: "Now be careful, these knives are really sharp, so don't cut yourselves..." chop... chop..chop..."like I just did...bazd meg!"
(Hülye vagy, Chris ;-)
Onions and garlic.
Pig meat (disznó hus)
Setting up the bogracs again.
My spoon's too big!
We got these baskets in Budapest, one for each family.
But seriously, this spoon was kickass.
Végh Csege, Gyula's grandson (son of Viktor, Gyula's son and Monica), walking with his Grandma, Kati.
Witht the meat and paprika added.
Vicky felt really close to the family at this point.
We added pinch-noodles.
Vicky got some sauce on her shoe
As you can tell, it tasted really good
The next day, Chris and I took a walk into 'downtown' to mail some post cards.
Some statue
The church.
The tracks we rode into town on; the building down the way is the station, the same one Dad, John, and Grandpa came in to in 1970.
The family is just up this street, one long block up and a couple of blocks-ish down.
Some family pics we brought as gifts.
Csege's pool
More pics of Gyula's house. He and his father built it themselves in the 80's. The room we stayed in was added on later, when it was apparent that Csege would be coming along and they might want an aparement to stay in when they came to visit.
Vicky, down by the animals.
A sour cherry tree
Piglets
Kati and Gyula's not at all terrifying guard dog
Irenka néni Lives!
Back at Julia's, in their at home cellar. Those are sprouting potatoes
Grabbed another bottle of wine while we were down there
Red onions.
The dogs were put in, so the pigeons came out.
Lady got some more attention.
Zoli showed us how Lady would pull him down the street.
So Chris wanted a turn...
Grapes on the walkway into Julia's
Feeding time!
Mmm..goat's milk
They're purebred.
Simple, yet decadent... egg-stuffed porkchops. Braised cabage in the background to the left...(speaking of simple yet decadent)...
Unicum is an herbal liquor. This was Unicum Next, which reminds me of a mix of Jager and Goldschlager... I brought back a small bottle of regular Unicum, which tastes just like Pine-Sol.
Me, Vicky, Julia, Laci, Mária, Zoli, Chris.
Laci, Zoli, Me, Gyula, Vicky, Kati, Julia, Mária.
Csege and Viktor.
The sadness was setting in... we were heading home.
Soon, the train would come, we'd head to Budapest, and fly back to the U.S. early the next morning.
It was a mind-blowing experience, and a hell of a vacation.