So many restaurants, so little time.
My days in Budapest were dwindling, and I still had, oh, 40 or 50 restaurants on my Must Try list. That would be
hard absolutely impossible to do in the remaining time, but I couldn’t pass up an opportunity to take advantage of the Super Secret Foreign Travel Benefit that Nobody Talks About.*
Ruben, with its wine bar atmosphere, was at the top of the list.
I’d dined on wild boar and goose leg at earlier meals, so I finished the great Hungarian trifecta with venison. This spiced venison stew with red wine was served with toast to mop up the sauce.
Not just crème brûlée. Raspberry-lavender crème brûlée.
You really can’t get much more elegant than that.
*OK, because you’ve read this far, here’s the Super Secret Foreign Travel Benefit that Nobody Talks About:
No matter what I eat, I don’t gain weight when I’m traveling. I attribute this to the fact that when I’m in a foreign city, I actually spend almost as much time walking as I claim to do in Washington when my doctor asks me how much exercise I’m getting.
Either that, or it has something to do with the metric system.