resident author and sore throat and more restaurant write-ups

yes, we have Alexander, who means to finish his book right here, paying hostel rates for ages and ages. As we have problem communicating - he's German with little English and an ambition to learn Hungarian, we haven't a right lot of ideas about the book, but it must be revelatory as if we understood well, it is about evolution and god, not necessarily in that order. He seems to be not using any research - he finished a whole chapter yesterday - all by hand, but he is expecting his computer delivered any day now. (I'll ring up our broadband people about wire-less access)
he seems to be happy in the Old Stable.
My sore throat got worse. I was supposed to have a surprise date with a skeptic list visitor from Boulder, USA, arranged to meet him in front of the theatre, (I was looking forward to this body emerging from cyberspace) but I felt so rotten, that I had to cancel. He knows it is not a chicken-out. It was a wise decision as he travelled with a baby relative, glad I didn't pass on the nasty virus or whatever I have. I haven't had a cold since we are here as far as I can remember, must have been the running in and out of the cool house into the hot outside.
Alan is still in a near workaholic state, weeding well into the evening.
The UK election was much more entertaining than the Hungarian, not to mention that the fascists got a lovelt thrashing, not like here. Though, if they had proportional representation, like here, there'd be a few of them in their parliament, too - and if in Hungary we didn't they would have no MPs here, as individually none of them was elected. So whatever the voting system, it is not the fault of fascist being elected, it is the fault of the main parties who too keen to jump on the bandwagon of immigrants/roma bashing, legitimising the topic and the "blame-culture"...
(and there was chaos and queues, just like here...
but in Hungary they let everyone vote eventually...)
anyway, enough of that, but if you agree, let me know...
Alan is off to watch Újpetre football team getting beaten (and often also beaten up, these local matches tend to include scenes from a P.Howard novel... Alexander is writing his book and listening to old LPs on the old recordplayer in the verandah of the other house; lovely hostelguests - a Czech and a Polish girl who are talking to each other in French - as they've just attended a French Literature conference in Pécs, are visiting a Hungarian professor, there is peace and quiet, only broken by my nasty cough...
more of Alan's restaurant critique corner:
Rundo

Citrom Utca 16
on the corner opposite the post office.

While you're about it, nip into the post office and have a look at the little postal exhibition towards the front of the beautiful building the roof is richly decorated with Zsolnai tiles.
The Rundo has always been fine for set meals and from the look of what was on offer I would have had the schnitzel type deal that was on offer, however they had just run out, as we arrived well passed the lunchtime rush . I had the mutton stew and it was chewy. Éva was happy with the beans set meal, a bit cold though.
The place itself is a bit Spartan for my tastes on the inside. However, the urinals have little goal posts with a hanging ball you can aim at. A good reason to drink more beer.

Rating 5, and probably worth a second chance.

Corso

Kirly Utca 14 Next to the theater, a lovely chocolate box of a building. You can sit in the square out front and enjoy the folk dancing , which you can join in, on Wednesdays evenings in the summer. All good reasons, not that you need one, for not going into the Corso.

It gets a mention in a good food guide, I can't remember which one but the fact that its got one should have been a warning. My pint turned into a glass. Eva's white wine and soda was bubble less and warm. These delights served by a couple of look alike Zombie Android waiters. The food though tasty enough listed alarmingly towards bloody nouvelle cuisine and I hate leaving a restaurant still feeling hungry. Not cheap. Don't go!

Rating 2, I would have given it a one but there is a big window you can see the kitchen through. Tends towards pan European cuisine.

Fiaker

Felsőmalom utca 7.

Sometimes good in the past but tends towards dishes that involve cheese. Things with cheese in them mostly aren't really Hungarian, this includes Hungarian cheese.
Pleasant enough cellar restaurant.

Rating 6