Hungary is the Best Place to Get Fat: a photo column

Hungary is the best place to get fat, or so I say in a frequently used hashtag on my Instagram. The food here is so good (so good) and my host mom lets me bake whenever I want (thanks Eva!) At some point I hope to branch out and actually cook, and soon I'm going to start learning how to make Hungarian food, because I don't think I'll be able to live without it after my exchange. So, for my Nagymama and Nagypapa especially, here are some photos of some of the phenomenal food I've eaten here.

Pogacsa, which is what I've been describing as a cheesy biscuit, is super good for traveling with and taking to school. My host mom makes the best pogacsa in the world.

Okay I don't actually remember what this is called but it was pasta and virsli and cheese and wonderful so maybe it doesn't matter what it's called.

These are my doing! I made cookies (and have made them several times since this photo was taken) They taste a little different here just because the ingredients taste a little different. A little more like shortbread, I think.

Langos is angel bread of the heavens smothered in happy with a little bit of glee on top (or, you know, fried bread with sour cream and cheese but that's not nearly as exciting and my definition is way closer)

Tepertos pogacsa is like the pogacsa from above, only with bacon bits instead of cheese.

McDonald's is important, I swear. I had lost my trashy-American side, and had to get it back!

Kakao csiga literally means cocoa snail, and I think that's adorable. It's basically a cinnamon roll with cocoa instead of cinnamon and no frosting. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

These are my doing again. Cupcakesssssssssss which turned out a bit heavy, like muffins, but still got the stamp of approval from my classmates.

My grandmother and namesake  taught me how to make frosting--there's really not that much to it and I probably would have figured it out on my own, but...--and it always tastes like home. And chocolate, because it's always chocolate.

This is a Hungarian lunch. Every day, any Hungarian student with lunch tickets can have a meal that consists of some kind of soup, a protein, and some starch. My classmates didn't believe how much better this is than American school lunches until we watched a movie set in a highschool in English class, and I confirmed that's how lunch actually is. Just imagine how much better school would be for students if they had this every day instead of some reheated canned green beans and fish filets of questionable origin.

And these are from today :) It's getting colder here and cookies are the perfect way to end a long chilly day.

Hope I made a few people hungry! 

Love from Hungary! Puszi!