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Hungarian Diet

Well, Guys, I have a few friends that are Hungarian. They like Kielbasi but it is a little different that the Polish in that it has more garlic in it and a slightly different taste. They also make cabbage rolls like the Polish but again, different seasonings. They also like Pork. They make a dish out of pork butts that has garlic and paprika pounded into it. It is very delicious. It think the dish is called, (help me out here Mike with the spelling), Petchine??? Their filled Christmas cookies are Kifli. They also make a great goulash. At the Hungarian butcher in a town near by, I can get all of these items, along with a smoked crispy paprika bacon. Yummy. Another goodie is Salona. It is basically fat bck or bacon, which is scored held over a wood fire, then the rendering of the fat is dripped on rye bread along with onions cucumbers and tomatoes and eaten. Well..so much for now.

Mike, Please let me know if I have left out anything. I cannot think of all of the Hungarian foods that I have eaten throught the years.
Toggles, See Hungarian is a little close to Polish.

Ray
 
And I can cook!

Thanks Ray! Now I don't have to type all of that, but you hit it on the head. We also have palicinta, much like a crepe, filled with sweetened cottage cheese or fruit filling.

Growning up my parents would take us to Hungarian picnics at South Mountain park in Phoenix. Lots of large ladies with their Westinghouse roasters filled with stuffed cabbage, fried porkchops, stuffed peppers and such.

Our family was from Detroit. On a vacation there one of our relatives was making Salona. I never saw such a thing, but again you're right. Cholesteral City!

Something else we have is just a bit of a temper. Heaven forbid the food is bad. We have no problem expressing our displeasure with the food. And if it's good, we'll praise it highly. I went to a Hungarian restaurant in Phoenix many years ago. They had the nerve to serve left over chicken paprikash. They got offended when I told them it was left over. Trust me, growing up, I KNEW the taste of left over food. I never ate there again.
 

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