Resistance is futile

I remember that summer in Hungary. Our time was mainly spent swimming, playing and eating. Our favourite food – besides ice cream – was this fresh fried bread. Crispy on the outside but all soft on the inside, it was topped with cheese or garlic butter or both.

Today, I saw Lángos being sold here at a market in Brussels – with sour cream and cheese…

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