This is not a place I would visit on a normal day. A friend of mine who is fond of such dense, traditional foods one would eat with a spoon, had invited me to at least try it out. Well, I’m sort of an adventurer (or would like to be) so I said yes, of course.
The place sets you in a proper mood from the start: old-school continental, Austro-Hungarian looking tables and seating order-it was very communitarian as well, with long, sturdy benches.
We headed to the back of the place, beside the pizza makers (yes, they make pizzas too) open “office”, where we could watch him make the Italo-American dish from scratch. It was also a nice, detached, comfy place to enjoy our time together.
We ordered goulash of course. That’s why we came here in the first place. The restaurant is known for their Hungarian variation of the worldwide-known stew, and it’s sort of its trademark.
Every spoonful that we enjoyed was of a different taste. I can’t explain it otherwise. It was like trying that candy from Harry Potter-Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans-but just the good ones, not the horsesh*it taste… well, I digress.
Anyways, every spoon had its own charm, you could smell the red wine and the peppers inside. The culinary experience was even enhanced with the complimentary bread (must-have!) which was still warm and all soft inside.