Pastry

There are so many stories to tell, it's hard to know where to start . . .

But are you all aware that Budapest is a city devoted to pastry? Jordan has become convinced that it is impermissible to have bad pastry here. Everywhere you go there are delicious cakes and flaky little croissants and buns and tarts of various kinds. There are of course the fancy coffee houses Budapest is famous for. Then there are ever so many peksegs (bakeries) everywhere you go, with delicious fresh bread, baguettes, buns, sweet breads and cakes and such. There are even little bakery shops at each Metro shop, it seems, in the large underground passageway that leads out to the street. There's one chain of them called Princess, where we often pick up a few little chocolate croissants and cinnamon ones to snack on, or these little puffy slightly cheese-kissed square pastries that hit the spot. They seem to always be very fresh.

Anyway. I don't know how come everyone here isn't 300 lbs.