At Rosenstein's [antikvár]

p/ i;'' •; ÍV' ¦ ¦ / í. ¦ ' ! I. I: FOREWORD The nsighbourhood behind the Keleti, or Gostern Roilrood Station is not the Friendliest port oi Budopest. There ore no remorhoble ploces or public buildings, just roujs of slightly run-douun, grey apartment buildings. There is not a single tree to mel-loLU the sea of stones. Only the terminus of trams lends some tinhling-creohing noise to the street, and the patter of people's feet, of course, uuho get off and sujiftly uuolk touuards the nearby underground station. On the corner of Festetics and Mosonyi street there is a snack bor and a restaurant. The Kürtös and the Rosenstein. In the former you con hove a modestly priced but good and very quick lunch. The hurrying passer-by can choose from the most typical Hungarian dishes. Their bean soup is fomously good ond they make delicious pancokes. The Rosenstein restauront is in actual fact the kitchen-stove-dining room of o great big fomily ujhere one con hove uuonderful gastronomicol experiences. Here the food is honest, ond dishes of authentic Hungorion, Jeujish and international cuisines con all be found. The name Rosenstein has become synonymous uuith excellent quality, abundance ond uuonderfully distinctive flavours. To eot in the Rosenstein restaurant means feasting, ond also sitting oround a troditionol family table uuhere the guest con very literally completely trust himself ujith the host or hostess, because the Rosenstein is a family enterprise ujhere the family ombionce, the subtle elegance ond the culinary joys ore created by the fother the mother and the son, and their colleagues ujho count OS members of the family. The name of Tibor Rosenstein is the hallmark of quality. He is o true coterer, ______7