Breakfast is the most important thing
When I was a kid, and went to school in Budapest, we used to wake up really early in the morning, 6:30 am. School was kind of far away, we had to travel by metro and bus to get there, and although we were kind of young, me and my brother traveled without fear or cell phone. We used to wake up and get ready, I remember not taking time for a proper breakfast, nothing more than a Turo Rudi (which if you have never tasted, you must try it, because it is so great! Worth a trip to Budapest).Then, time a couple decades, things changed…
There is this lovely place near my house in Budapest that has opened a few years ago and makes some delicious danish, mainly the typical hungarian ones for breakfast: Tinodi Pékség. Usually when we are all at home, meaning me and my parents who live abroad, we go there for a lovely first meal of the day. Breakfast is important, they say; and when it is that delicious, I really can not say no. We usually have a “kakaòs csiga“, or a “meggyes rétes” and some cappuccino. (although technically this is not really Hungarian, lol!)
One of the best things about it is that you can see bakers work behind the glass wall: they smile at you when you walk by.Can you resist kindness and amazing food in the morning?