Yesterday was the first day of some sort of jazz dance thing here. I showed up at the wrong time and the person at the front desk did not know English. After some (obviously botched) grunts and gestures, I was led to believe that I was supposed to go to the music academy across the street. It closed as I arrived, so that was not correct. I returned to my room and did some emailing.
It turns out I had been at the right place, but I had been told the wrong time. Today I showed up at the correct time, but improperly dressed. Tomorrow I will be able to dance.
It's unclear what sort of dancing exactly. The word used is jazz, but the clothing required is more what we had in modern.
The instructor has strong English. The workshop I think lasts a few weeks, several days per week.
Tonight was also the fourth Wine Wednesday. And today we tried something completely new. There were chicken breasts at the grocery store! Usually there is only sausage, ham and other sorts of meat that don't belong in a proper stir fry. Tonight I was able to do it right.
We still have no fridge, so everything has no choice but to be fresh and delicious.
I couldn't find pineapple, so I threw in a lemon. It smelled GREAT while cooking. Also, it soaked into the broccoli and gave it some zing.
I also made a discovery at the supermarket. They had Bikavér! It means "bull's blood," which is not at all appetizing. However, it is the sort of Hungarian red wine that I enjoyed very much in Budapest. This was not as good as the bottles available in Hungary, of course, but compared to Polish wine it was spectacular. I had not noticed it at the supermarket before. I hope it continues to exist.
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