I went to a restaurant tonight with a beautiful girl. We talked for a while, and we laughed a ton. She recommended some food she liked – and I ended up liking it too. There was no one else in the restaurant for at least half an hour. We were having a great time together.
Then some other customers came in who could speak Hungarian, and she, the waitress, was less interested in me.
I suppose my first paragraph was slightly misleading. When I said “I went to a restaurant with a beautiful girl”, I meant I went to a restaurant and the restaurant had a beautiful girl working there.
When I said “we talked for a while”, I didn’t specify a language. She spoke about as much English as I do Hungarian – maybe less. She kept grabbing my dictionary, and at one point, she went into the other room and came back with a few English textbooks.
When I said “we laughed a lot”, well, that part’s true. Two people communicating in two different languages can be quite funny.
The food part was also true, she recommended some very good dishes. I had a gigantic cream of onion soup inside of a bread bowl. It was tasty and filling. I wasn’t sure about the etiquette of eating the bread bowl, but I left it because the crust was too hard to tear through. My main dish was a salad of cucumbers, peppers, and tomatoes in a white sauce with chicken on top.
I would’ve enjoyed my main dish a lot more if I’d known it was the last one. In all the confusion of ordering, I’d lost track of what she may be bringing me. I was full after the soup (without eating the bowl) and stuffed after the chicken salad (even with only eating about two thirds of it). I was horrified that, in typical Hungarian hospitality, she would then bring me another giant plate of food and insist I eat it all.
Fortunately she showed mercy on me. I better learn some more Hungarian, or next time I may not be so lucky.
In Hungarian, the name of this country is Magyarország. I’m going to check my dictionary, because I think the name Hungary was a bad translation. It more likely translates to ”Very Full”.
Hungarian word of the day:
Pronounced Cheer and then Cup (without the p). It means chicken. Learn your vocabulary, it could come in very handy with a talkative waitress.