Sour Cream

Even though both of my parents are fully Hungarian, apparently I’m not Hungarian enough as I don’t use sour cream in every meal. This was one of the conversations at Christmas dinner.

So in an effort to embrace my Hungarian heritage more this year, I downloaded a few itunes, similar to records my Dad used to play at home. These tracks are by Zoltan and his Gypsy Ensemble (by the way, Zoltan was the name of a pet chicken my Dad had as a boy) but here’s a similar piece by József Lendvay.

Now I just need to get some sour cream and paprika. Probably should pull out my violin too.

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