Soup

As I said before out trip here, I want to learn to make real Hungarian Goulash (spelled Guylas here). I consulted a few recipes and asked one of Carol's colleagues and decided I was ready to give it a try. We went to the farmer's market and got some carrots, onions, peppers but were stumped looking for celery. We finally found "zeller" and bought one of those - not celery but "celery root." I toiled in our tiny kitchen and this is the result.


As soups go, it was pretty good but it was a far, far cry from authentic Guylas. The good thing about failure here is that we could still eat it for dinner. I bought one of those hand puree devices, so my next attempt will be different and hopefully better.

Today is Carol's first day actually teaching. I am off to Tourinform to get information about a festival in late February in a small town nearby named Mohacs. It sounds a bit like Mardi Gras with parades, masks and lots of alcohol. Then I will attempt to get the correct bus to go to the local Tesco. It sounds like it is a Costco-like store with everything a person could possible want.

I'll close with a picture of Carol going to her first day of teaching.