One Hungarian dish that everybody should try when they visit Central or Eastern Europe is langos (pronounced lahn-gosh, with a long o sound). It is nothing fancy, merely flatbread that is either deep fried or baked in a brick oven (typically, the former) For those in the United States, it is quite similar to Indian Fry-bread, having the same simple, slightly sour flavour. Most of the time it is served, covered in garlic butter, sour cream, and cheese to make a Hungarian version of the flatbread pizza. Apparently, many eat it with ham, corn, potatoes or a variety of other toppings, but I most often see people chowing on the cheese/sour cream version. There are langos stands everywhere; it appears to rank third in fast food hierarchy, after pizza and gyros. A langos vender across the street, whose restaurant is simply a 3ft wide window before a kitchen, just big enough for the cook, has a constant flow of customers. His sign is so faded, if one didn't see him sling such an incomprehensible number of flatbreads, nobody would know what he sells. I didn't have a clue for weeks, until I approached his tiny shop and saw the handwritten menu posted to his window. Just last week, I tried his langos, which was fluffy and delicious, dripping with garlicky butter, layered in two centimetres of cheese (I've found myself to be a bit lactose intolerant as of late, so I omitted the sour cream, but accepted the hit from the cheese). It was a cheap treat (costing about a buck-fitty) and I could understand its popularity. Though, it struck with a vengeance a few hours later. I don't really eat fried food any more so I found myself with a terrible case of heart burn and the cheese gave me a stomach ache, but it's a small price to pay for a little decadence.
What happens when a person in his late-twenties with an underutilized English degree finds a steady life in the US boring and decides to keep moving to random countries? What will he eat? What goes on in his crazy head? You'll have to read to find out.
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
Hungarian Food: Langos
One Hungarian dish that everybody should try when they visit Central or Eastern Europe is langos (pronounced lahn-gosh, with a long o sound). It is nothing fancy, merely flatbread that is either deep fried or baked in a brick oven (typically, the former) For those in the United States, it is quite similar to Indian Fry-bread, having the same simple, slightly sour flavour. Most of the time it is served, covered in garlic butter, sour cream, and cheese to make a Hungarian version of the flatbread pizza. Apparently, many eat it with ham, corn, potatoes or a variety of other toppings, but I most often see people chowing on the cheese/sour cream version. There are langos stands everywhere; it appears to rank third in fast food hierarchy, after pizza and gyros. A langos vender across the street, whose restaurant is simply a 3ft wide window before a kitchen, just big enough for the cook, has a constant flow of customers. His sign is so faded, if one didn't see him sling such an incomprehensible number of flatbreads, nobody would know what he sells. I didn't have a clue for weeks, until I approached his tiny shop and saw the handwritten menu posted to his window. Just last week, I tried his langos, which was fluffy and delicious, dripping with garlicky butter, layered in two centimetres of cheese (I've found myself to be a bit lactose intolerant as of late, so I omitted the sour cream, but accepted the hit from the cheese). It was a cheap treat (costing about a buck-fitty) and I could understand its popularity. Though, it struck with a vengeance a few hours later. I don't really eat fried food any more so I found myself with a terrible case of heart burn and the cheese gave me a stomach ache, but it's a small price to pay for a little decadence.
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Mmmmmmmmmmm
yummy, looks ands sounds divine!!
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