Holiday Menu

It's unbelievable how a year can passes so fast. Especially for me who is born in January… times go too fast… Anyway it's Christmas time again and although nowadays my current my mood is rather 'halloween' I like this and that about Christmas. First of all I would be very ungrateful to my parents if I would say I don't care about at all. In my childhood we lived a very modest life [not but that I would have a tonnes of money now…]; but despite the everyday financial problems we always had delicious things on the holiday table, a beautiful tree, presents I dreamed of and a small but - at least - a normal and loving family around me. I mean normal: dad and mom and that was all; we never invited relatives onto Christmas due to almost all my relatives are a big#@&f.$… . Better to not write down my honest opinion about them… and they wonder why am I not into the family matters... ~bah humbug There are some nice and normal people in the family but of course they are living too far to meet them or some live outside of Hungary like my French cousin with my adorable nephews whom I can only see once a year although they are the only ones I could see everyday... :((((((

When I was a child magic could find me anywhere around Christmas, now if I want a little magic in my life I have to search for it. Adulthood…
So, what I like about Christmas is of course the Main Course… besides I like some albums and movies, but - I'm sorry - but definitely not the typical kitchy American 'Santa+elf+hohoho+Vince Vaughn+other odd funny faces' comedies what gives me the creeps... I rather prefer the T.Nightmare B.C. or other classic animations or a family movie with adorable animals and beautiful Winter landscapes. Or last year I saw the Krampus movie and liked it, what is not a very festive movie either Haha but at least was funny to me…
As a Winter-born girl "I'm just dreaming of a white Christmas just like the ones I used to know" when I was a child, but thanks to climate-change this will remain a dream in the future too. We are happy if we see some snow till April… but not in April as four years ago on Easter…

As in every family we also have our own holiday menu; leastwise we had the same in the past 10 years for sure. I really can't remember what was on the table before, except one, Fisherman's soup, due to Hungarians usually eat something fishy on Christmas, so we always had this great soup. If you missed the last year's post, here you can read about the soup and other things around a Hungarian Christmas.

With my father's death I changed this or that on the family traditions, because almost everything reminded me for the old – and happy - Christmases what was a torture to endure on the first Holiday without him. So I bought new ornaments for the family tree and put the old ones in a box and I took down in the cellar for good...

The only thing I couldn't change at all [I didn't have the heart], the menu of the Evening; what usually is:
1. Fisherman's soup á la Szeged [or á la Dad, because I have his recipe version, what is more than great!]
2. My thing the Breaded Turkey-breast with smoked cheese and dried plum
3. Dessert A: My mom's best, the Habtekercs, what is a meringue roll, half part baked meringue and half part sweet pastry with walnut and much confectionery sugar [we use powdered birch sugar now] on top ~Yummy

4. Dessert B: Sweet Chestnut Puree [Gesztenyepüré] with preserved cherry, rum and whipped cream on top
5. Homemade mulled wine [with cardamom, allspice, orange zest and black peppercorn]

On the third day of the holiday [26. I call it third day, because Hungarian Christmas starts with the evening of 24, I mean presents and everything] we usually have stuffed chicken with apples and other goodies, but in this year I want to try out something else, but also something traditional Hungarian. I thought about making Harcsapaprikás [Catfish Paprikash] what they usually serve with Túrós Csusza [Hungarian pasta dish with túró/cottage cheese, sour cream and fried bacon on top]. Not another Hungarian 'low-calorie meal' for sure… but once or twice a year I don't care. I eat vegetable dishes and live mostly meatless on the average weekdays anyway so I have the balance. :)

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Here is my turkey recipe, if you are interested in or I don't know, just for. Last year I posted the Fisherman's soup so I thought I will post this dish this time, what is not traditional Hungarian but nevermind... Haha

Breaded Turkey-breast Rolls With Smoked Cheese And Dried Plum

You'll need
3/4 pack dried plums [1 pack=200 g]
one big pinch of ground cloves
3 dl good quality sweet red wine [of your taste]
grated smoked cheese [in Hungary the best choice is the Karaván Sajt]
6 turkey breast fillets
salt
ground pepper
wheat flour
3 eggs
bread crumbs
about 3 dl sunflower oil for frying

Method to make it
Tenderize the turkey fillets with a mallet. Salt and pepper them then put aside.

Set a small cooking pot and pour the wine into it. Add the dried plum and start to boil it. When the wine is boiling turn the heat to the lowest. Add the cloves. Cook the plums till they soaked up all the wine and became soft. If the wine gone but the plums are not soft enough add some more wine.
Take a meat. Pour grated cheese on its surface, then grease it with the spicy plums. Carefully roll up the meat, then bind it with a string or use toothpicks to secure the roll. Repeat this with the other 5 fillets.

Set 3 deep plates. Pour flour into the first, break 3 eggs into the second [and scrumbled them with a fork] and finally pour bread crumbs into the last plate.
Carefully take a meat roll with your hands and dip it into the flour, then in the egg and finally the breadcrumb. Cover the meat rolls well.

In a deeper frying pan heat the oil. When its hot enough turn the heat to the lowest. Fry the meat rolls on every side till the breadcrumb is golden brown.

Then dip the rolls well with a paper towel. Serve the rolls cut into half and with mashed potato [seasoned with ground mace].

I know I know I eat evertyhing with mashed potato, but that is my weakness!

Enjoy it!/Jó étvágyat!

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I wish to you Happy Holidays [or at least have peaceful days]!/Kellemes Ünnepeket! ✌

Cozy Street Lights

Last Saturday I was on Budapest again. I miss that city all the times and it's a tradition now that I visit the capital in December anything would happen. I love those lights on the main streets and there are tonnes of tourists. Well, at least they are strangers not acquaintances I want to avoid because of bad memories or drunken neighbours or other annoying people like in Veszprém. I hate being known here, I mean too many familiar faces whom knew me since I was little and whom I dislike but they like me of course I just don't know why I'm not even smiling when I meet them… anyway, so Budapest is another kind of thing to me. Tourists and travellers from different foreign countries are cheering in one place, so I can merge into the mass without communicating anyone… Well on Sunday I was a tiny bit depressed, not only because I had to go home but from the too much people… I can't help it, probably I have some social anxiety… but nevermind, my bunny was worst than me ever. Once we brought her out to a sunny place with fresh green grass, flowers, chirping birds and some people around in Tihany. I thought after our panel building she will enjoy a natural, sunny place like every normal bunny [due to we have no garden and there are too much dogs on the streets...]. I was wrong. After we arrived home she spent the rest of the day in a corner with face against the wall and kept murmurring anytime I want to fondle her… Poor thing. She was just like her mother indeed… Sunlight, people... ~Eww Hahahha So I behaved the same way on Sunday. I just kept staring my computer and grumped about that I had to be among too much people… Unbelievable… Sometimes I no need for anybody to annoy me, I'm able to annoying myself… But life is full of challenges we have to face it. My biggest was to be a McDonald's cashier with this antisocial attitude of mine… now that was something. Every second customer complained what's wrong with me and that my smile is not honest at all [as if I cared in that place]. Then they put me into the kitchen, what was much more worse [to them]. No surprise they fired me after 3 looooong months and I just jumped for joy to leave and hailed joblessness as an old friend. What I regret that I did not tell the boss what I actually thought about his whole f. restaurant like Christina Applegate did in the Don't Tell Mom the Babysitter's Dead:
[Mr. Egg] How's the scrubba-dub-dubbing going? You're almost doing that correctly... but you forgot one very big thing.
[Sue Ellen] Not enough cleanser?
[Mr. Egg] Nope. Forgot to put on a happy face. Next, you get to scrape the spitballs off the drive-through window... with a really fun squeegee!
[Sue Ellen] Look, Mr. Egg. Finish the Happy Fat vats yourself.

But where was I…
So around the Holidays Budapest is also swimming in cozy lights. The air is filled with the smell of the mulled wine and other torturing sweet scents. Well, the shop windows are extra kitchy in this time of the year but the hell with it once in a year I bear it…

Why piglets? But they are cute

Another Nutcracker before one of my favourite shop. This is a classical music and ballet related gift shop on Váci Street.

About lunchtime...
I tried out two new places. 

We Hungarians are fond of soups and broths and everything between. So some young fellows thought they can make a good business with only selling soup. They thought well. I don't know which was the first 'soup bar' but there are more then 10 now accross the city. You can find them near to universities and colleges, so the hungry students always can eat something cheap, hot, fresh and tasty thing in their breaks. Some bars sells sandwiches and sweets beside the soups. These are small shops, so there is no place to sit down, but usually there are some smaller stalls before the bars. The daily menus - among others - always contains one or two traditional Hungarian soups or broths.
I tried out one of the popular place simply called 'Leves.' [Soup.] under 14 Vámház boulevard. I chose the Spicy Malaysian Chicken Soup with sippet. It was ~Mmmmmm 

I chose this Asian style soup, because I prefer most of the Hungarian soups as I make at home. For example I happily eat Goulash soup anywhere but if it comes to Chicken soup or Fisherman's soup I only like eat my family version /indicative mood/. Haha But for a foreigner tourist these soup bars are great opportunities to taste many kind of traditional Hungarian soups or anything for half-price as in a restaurant.
 

Next station was to us [friend and I] the place called 'Paneer' under 53 Király street. No, this is not an Indian restaurant, although it's a vegan place and everything around the cheese. It's a Hungarian street food bistro.
You can choose from the popular cheeses [Cheddar, Ementaler, Camembert and Trappist], various side dishes and sauces or there are various cheeseburgers as well. They bread or grill the chosen cheese or what just you want. Daily desserts from cream cheese and there are various creamy-cheesy soups as well on the menu. Sadly there wasn't any lactose-free cheese, but I felt I must try out this place anyhow…

My friend chose a Cheddar cheeseburger [in homemade ciabatta] with fries and barbecue sauce while I chose the classical combo: breaded cheese [smoked Trappist] with salad and – homemade - blueberry jam. Their bread is homemade as well. We call the bread [to cover meat or cheese] as 'panír', yeah probably that's got the idea to name the place like that.

I wanted to try out their daily dessert what was Oreo-Mascarpone cake, but I was totally full, due to I ate a rich soup before [and the leftover fries from my friend's plate…].

Nice and clean place! You can eat as much cheese as you desire in any form without feel yourself a mouse. Hahaha

I made some videos after dark

The background music is "Spiritual State" by the late Japanese instrumental hip hop artist, Nujabes.

Good Day!/Szép napot! ✌

When The Dreams Come True... Literally

I consider myself a rational person, but I can't understand either how do dreams works sometimes…
I can vividly remember to a current dream of mine from the start to the end even after weeks or months, instead of many people. I could write a book from that surreal stories. I even have returning dreams when I tell to myself [in my dream] what will happen next because everything is the same as x time ago when I dreamed this… I know it sounds lunatic a little, but this is about me so there is nothing surprising in it… Hahhaha
Sometimes I write a song in my dreams, a complete song and I even sing it in the dream, then I wake up and I remember everything except the tune… pity.

About the mystery of the dreams, I also have some stories:
Somewhen in 2000 one of my friend just dreamed one night that a particular guy from the class just lost his arms in an accident what happened before the school, then he had got new arms from plastic. That was all and she was not into horror movies nor anything weird. Then a couple of days later there was in the news that the first double arm transplant just went success, I don't remember where, in France perhaps and the patient was male [just like in the dream]. This freaked me out then, but later other friends told me their dream stories as well and about one month ago I've got mine. I dreamed that I had a child… now call me a jerk if you want but I consider this dreams as nightmares… so I hold the baby in my arms what later - when the scenes changed - turned into a little girl and I was… happy. That was all but enough for me. But on the next day! a long lost friend just called me that she is in the city again and wants to see me. I didn't see her such a long time. When we met I couldn't say a word. She was 5 month old pregnant. Then I asked her: Will it be a girl, right? … Yes! How did you know? … I don't know, ask my subconscious, it seems it knows more than me…
Or my female colleague [you know the antifeminist ladybug] told me that when she was young she once dreamed about a little boy in striped shirt who is sitting on a strange desk. She forgot about this dream later of course. Then she had a husband and 10 years of tryings they had their son. When the little boy turned into 4 his grandmother bought him a blue striped shirt among others. Now the father had an odd desk in his workroom where the kid preferred to climbed up sometimes. So one day my collegaue just arrived home and found her son on the 'strange desk' and suddenly remembered to that dream from a long time ago…
Interesting, but these were positive examples. But when nightmares comes true…

A someone whom I knew on Budapest told me once that she dreamed her little niece's death by a sudden sickness and was horrible when one year later it just happened on the same way as she dreamed...
and why I really started writing this post today is that my mom called me before that she dreamed the Indonesian earthquake last night… that she was in Indonesia, although she never was there in real life but she saw the people, heard the people and suddenly the quake just started… Then in the morning she heard the tragedy in the news... Now that is what I call mystery. She is not interested in Asian culture, she rearly watches tv and she doesn't think about earthquakes day by day either…

Poor people over there too. I feel sorry for them and of course for every country what suffers from earthquakes [among others] from time to time.
In Hungary, if there is an earthquake somewhere usually are smaller than 2.5 magnitudes, so we can consider ourselves somewhat lucky. The biggest before the 20. century was about a magnitude 4.5 in 1763 and took about 60 lives. In and around Veszprém there was only one sensible earthquake in my life in 1985 a magnitude 4.9. It was a long time ago but I still remember how terrified my family was, except me of course who was only a couple of years old and thought the whole happening is a fun and according to my mom I laughed continuosly while the whole area just gathered on the streets in panic... Fortunately noone died or hurt seriously.

But these kind of dreams are unbelievable. Screw your predictable subconscious dear Freud! ...or maybe we women actually can sense the future. Another reason why men should listen to a woman's remonstrance ;) but look at the history... or look what happened after noone listened to Cassandra either; a whole empire fell just because she regected Apollo's love so he cursed her that noone will ever believe her... ~Oh that stupid girl... Apollo, my dear! Spare me, I luv ya!

Good Day!/Szép napot! ✌

Recipe Part VII – Chicken Sour Soup with Tarragon

This time I will share with you a very delicious creamy soup recipe. This is an old traditional Transylvanian dish, what is very popular in Hungary too, maybe because we were one once…

The specialty of this soup is in the tarragon+sour cream duo. Usually we not prefer soury soups [except me] but this is a very good exception.

This is not my father's recipe version but still in the family.

Chicken Sour Soup with Tarragon [not the original slow-cooker version]

You'll need 

3 chicken breast fillets [cut into bitesize pieces]
1 carrot [peeled, diced]
1 turnip [peeled, diced]
1 knob celery [peeled, diced]
1 tbsp unsalted butter [Must be butter not oil! Butter gives a special flavour to the soup.]
1 medium red onion [or onion, chopped into small pieces]
3 big pinch of tárkony/tarragon [I use dried but fresh is obviously better]
1 1/2 L low sodium vegetable stock 

salt
1/4 tsp ground white pepper
1 1/2-2 tbsp sour cream [20%, of course can be lactose free]
1 level tbsp flour [can be all-purpose but rather not, rice flour doesn't work this time]
200 g green peas
juice of half a lemon
1 tbsp mustard [avoid the Dijon kind, too different taste, use something mild or common]
100 ml unsweetened whipped cream or vegetal whipped cream [30-32%]
2 dl good quality white wine [optional, sometimes I skip it, too much for me, it's a soup with a strong flavour anyway]

Method to make it
In a medium-sized cooking pot melt the butter on low heat then add the carrot, the turnip and the celery. For 2-3 minutes leave to simmer the whole, but stir it continuously. 

Then add the onion and the meat. Salt the meat carefully and add the white pepper and tarragon. For another 2-3 minutes braise the whole, but stir it continuously. 

Add the vegetable stock. Bring the soup to boil. [The soup doesn't require extra salt if the vegetable stock you added was salty enough for your taste.] After it boils turn the heat to low, then put a lid on [but leave a little space for the gases] and cook the soup till the vegetables and the meat are almost soft [about 40 minutes], but taste it sometimes that is the best. Then add the green peas. About 15 minutes later when the peas are soft as well add the lemon juice.

Mix the flour with the sour cream in a smaller bowl then add a little from the soup, about 3-4 tablespoons [for heat equation]. Stir it well, need a smooth texture at the end. Then take a hand whisker and while you stirring the soup fastly, with your other hand add the mixture to it slowly in small dozes. Then stir the soup well.

Add the mustard and the whipped cream. Stir it well then shut down the heat. Done. 

Variation
Use duck breast [without skin] instead of chicken. Salt and white pepper the duck breasts and cut them into bitesize pieces. Chop some smoked bacon into cubes then fry it with the butter on low heat. The rest of the method is the same as before.

Very great soup. I usually eat this as it is but you can it it with fresh bread or what you want. Restaurants often serve it in freshly baked round bread called, 'cipó'. ~Yammyammyamm

[Photo from nlcafe.hu]

Enjoy it!/Jó étvágyat! ✌

Ancient Skies

Time to spread out the tarot cards.
I do it twice a year, in May and October [well, I evidently late a little]. I don't know why I do this, I don't believe in it really or what. I like the art of tarot graphically and sometimes it's fun; you can meditate a little on your own life with the help of the cards... etc. Well, sometimes it gives me the creeps when the cards show my exact present happenings or when something comes true and not always a positive thing... My most horrible experience: Before we knew it I pulled out the 'Death' card a couple of days before the doctor informed us that dad has malignant tumor in his throat… [you know 'Death' means drastic changes in one's life/end of an era but not death] His first operation was success although every doctor doubted it, so one year later when everything seemed somewhat fine I dared to play with the cards again. I pulled out 'Tower' [disaster] about one month before dad passed away…
From then on I usually pull three cards, any number but one… one can be too meaningful so you automatically see more in it, although it's just a card… technically, but I starting to doubt it…

Anyway, I have two kinds of classical tarot decks [Mantegna, Rider], one Greek fortune telling deck, one mermaid deck and one Cigány/Gypsy deck at the moment, but I'm planning to make my own fortune telling cards based on Hungarian symbols. This will not be a tarot but a simple symbol deck. The conception and chosen symbols are ready, only the translation what missing and the graphic design not clear in my head yet, but I'll try.

But till that I made my own spread cloth from felt

What are these embroidered symbols?
Ancient Hungarian [Magyar] Moon, Sun, star, comet… etc. imageries.

Such as many ancient pagan nation, Magyars also had their own sky map. They gave their own imaginary names to the planets, stars, Milky Way and had their own constellations as well. My ancestors had a very vivid and complex imagination about the night sky.

Sun was the most worshipped among the Scythian, Hun and Ottoman tribes/clans [too]. Now, Magyars were more close to the Eurasian Scythian 'horse-riding' and nomadic people in many aspects, but we mixed with too many tribes in the ancient times so not clear at all where we came from exactly… We are an 'enigma nation' without a clear known beginning… But what is sure, ancient Magyars' life too – as pagan, nomadic nation - depended on the light and warm. They celebrated every sunrises and Spring equinoxes. Sun symbolized life and truth. They called their leaders [prince or the spiritual leader as well] by the title 'kende' or 'kündü' what means "son of Sun". They saw the sky as 'égi frigy' [lit. means 'sky matrimony'] where the Sun has the male/husband and the Moon has the female/wife principle [as in many other pagan culture] whom are inseparable till the world is world…

The golden stag
The most famous Hungarian mythical leading creature, the "Miraculous Deer" is the symbol of rebirth, renewal and the Sun.
"According to Hungarian legend, preserved in the 13th century chronicle Gesta Hunnorum et Hungarorum by Simon of Kéza [Kézai Simon], while out hunting, the brothers Hunor and Magor saw a miraculous white – later described as golden - stag. They pursued the animal, but it always stayed ahead of them, leading them westward into Levédia, where they married two princesses and founded the Huns and Hungarian people. One of the main reasons for claims of religious and cultural ties between Huns and Hungarians is the stag and the brothers Hunor and Magor." Wikipedia
The stag is symbolizing the starry sky for a long time ago for many Eurasian and some Native American tribes as well.

Although we were a Sun-worshipper nation, I'm personally rather a Moon maniac. That's why I embroidered the Moon in the center and the Sun among the other symbols. Sun is definitely not my favourite… especially on Summer *cough*
But that doesn't mean Moon was neglected. Not at all. As pagan nation they respected the 'ancient mother'/female principle as well what Moon symbolized to them. They called it by the name Ezüst Boldogasszony [Silver Happy/Merrywoman? or Blessed Lady], Babba Istenanya [Beautiful Goddess Mother or Mother God] or Babba Mária [Beautiful Mary]. Some ethnic groups in Transylvania still calls the Moon as 'babba' [beautiful/fair] or Babba Mária like the csángó people for example. The only difference that today Babba Mária is rather the Holy Mary then the ancient Moon goddess [who was also Mária/Mary]. So in the churches the Babba Mária statues are now simply Virgin Mary statues… shame.

After the Magyar tribes settled down in the Carpathian Basin [well, actually they invaded it I know that... history is history, there is nothing pure in it.] and later our first king Stephen I [who officially founded the Hungarian state] brought the Christianity into the country [what was sadly or not but necessary in those times, otherwise we would vanished into the thin air with the other nomadic tribes and we would never had a real country/state...], our ancient symbols and knowledge started to fade away along with the ancient strength [in soul] what really united us. Later the bigoted "symbol inquisitors" started to erase the ancient solar symbols too for good. They forbade the use of every non-Christian 'pagan symbols'. Leastwise they tried to…

Thanks to one of our famous 20th century anthropologist István Kiszely's research work, who found these solar symbols, what survived the destruction

[Photo from kiszely.hu]

The first five is clear, I think. The others are probably various stars and comet imageries.

Where he found them? On folk artifacts like embroidered tablecloths and pillow cases, painted or carved wooden furnitures; they were secretly disguised as floral and animal folk patterns. So the brave ones whom saved at least one precious thing from our ancient past were the village people whom I always despise… ~Hmm my mistake

So, while Kiszely found symbols, some eager ethnographers like Arnold Ipolyi, Lajos Kálmány, István Lázár, Ferenc Gönczi, Ede Wigand Toroczkai and János Jankó found something else; Hungarian names of the stars and constellations hidden in folk tales and old villagers' memories. It's funny that three of them was relited with religion although they searched our pagan past… Ipolyi was bishop, Kálmány was priest while Lázár was a monk. Interesting…
Beside linguistic and ethnological researchings, it helped this 'star collection' the book "Égigérő fa" [Skyhigh tree] by János Nagy Berze too. He collected in his book as many ancient Hungarian legends and myths as he could, what contains earlier folk names for certain stars and constellations. 

Modern researcher who carries on the work is László Mándoki who is working at Janus Pannonius Museum in Pécs. His major works were the books "Az Orion csillagkép a magyarságnál" ["The Orion constellation for the Hungarian people" or something like this] and the "Herman Ottó Csillagnévgyűjtései" [Ottó Herman's names collection of the stars]. I don't know who is this Ottó Herman, but no problem because I never heard about the previous people as well except Kiszely and Arnold Ipolyi… but always good to know something new. I will search for those books.

For centuries even the simple Hungarian peasant on the field knew the ancient star names and followed every little sky phenomenas. They interweaved this knowledge into the folk tales and myths and was remained in their belief as well. The star names are all about human problems, joys, belief and hope. Every ancient wiseness of my ancestors is on the sky, I just had to search for it…

The meaning of the Magyars' tradition and spiritual culture was the connect with the ancestors and with the ethereal beings. Their ideological traditions are the proof. For example: They believed that the sky has 7 layers. ['7' is a very mystical number in Hungarian folklore and belief and was also common in other Eastern cultures as well.] They believed that the sky is the home of our mighty heroes, gods and legendary figures and the Milky Way is what connects this sky realm with the Earth.

László Nagyváradi [finally a name I know] - who is the astronomer of the University of Pécs - identified 128 constellations and stars according that folk 'star collection'. He said it's interesting that Magyars and later the Hungarian village people as well not only imagined their own constellations but they could see visually even a single star. For example, they called the Sirius as Sánta Kata [Limping Cate]. They associated to this very shiny star a picture of a girl who stepped into a scythe [it simply symbolizes the tragedy of a girl whom probably someone knew once]. Or there was the Kalász csillag [Wheatear Star] what looked even more shiny and yellow when the harvest season began.

Some other examples

Venus had many names: Alkony Csillag [Nightfall star], Esthajnalcsillag [Twilight star, we still call by this name today], Vacsoracsillag [Evening or Supper star], Álomhozócsillag [Dreambringer star], Hajnalcsillag [Dawn star]… etc.

Milky Way also was called by many names: Hajnali hasadék [Dawn Ravine], Éjszakai Szivárvány [Night Rainbow], Tündérek Útja [Fairies' road], Hadak Útja [Armys’ road], Lelkek Útja [Souls' road], Tejút [Milky Way, the same as in English], Cigányút [Gipsy road]… etc.

Orion and its surrounding = Kaszás telke [Scythe-man's Land], Óriás gázlója [Giant's Wading]
Corona Borealis = Ruzsáskert [Rosegarden], Mária kertje [Mary's Garden]
Ursa Minor = Szarvas nyomdoka [Deer Track], Kis Göncöl [Little Göncöl]
Ursa Major = Göncölszekér [Göncöl's Chariot, still use this name instead of 'Great Bear']
Messier 45 in the Taurus = Fiastyúk [Hen – who is just hatching eggs], Hetes [Seventh]
Pleiades = Kaptár [Hive]
Sagittarius = Koldusszekér [Pauper Chariot]
a star in the Andromeda = Hálócsillag [Net star]
Alcor = Ostoros [Whipper]
Hyades = Méhkas [Beehive]
Saturnus = Székelyek csillaga [Székelys' Star]
Jupiter = Magyarok csillaga [Magyars' Star]
the stars of the Swan = Vezér [Leader], Hadnagy [Lieut], Had vezető [High Commander], Három hadnagy [Three Commanders], Lövőcsillag [Shooter star], Bajnokcsillag [Champion star], Sereghajtó [Lagman]
Berenice's hair = Tatárdúlás [Tatar ravage]
etc.

Stars what represented emotions: Szerencse csillag [Lucky star], Kisasszonyok öröme [Young Lady's Joy], Bánatcsillag [Sorrow star], Elátkozott csillag [Cursed star], Magános csillag [Lonely star], Szegény ember szerencséje [Poor man's Luck]… etc.

We had…
Szerelemcsillag [Love star], Levegőcsillag [Air star], Tengercsillag [Sea star], Szőkecsillag [Fair star], Álmatlancsillag [Sleepless star], Sellőcsillag [Mermaid star], Aranyhajúcsillag [Golden Hair star], Sárkány koronája [Dragon's Crown], Boszorkány szeme [Witch's Eyes], Tündérhölgy palotája [Fairy Lady's Castle], Árvalány pillantása [Look Of An Orphan Girl]… etc.

The ancient Magyars lived and enjoyed their life by the changes of the sky and nature. More harmonical life I think than living on star gossips like most of the people nowadays in Hungary too. In my point of view that is a very poor life… 

Well, let's see what cards I've got this time…

It's creepy again… ~Hmm, we'll see… But one for sure; enough from the negative happenings!! This Autumn was a s. Did I tell you that I have dreams about Aqua that she is still hopping happily in my room…? I can't tell how I miss her… I can't endure seeing that little white urn on the shelf. Spring is soo far yet…

„csillagtalan setét éjjel” = starless dark night

 

Good Day and Have a nice Weekend!/Szép napot és jó hétvégét! ✌

Sources

kiszely.hu, szabadonebredok.info, csillagaszat.hu, Hungarian Mythology by Arnold Ipolyi and some things from head

New Shoes And Clothes To Cheer Myself Up

This time I made a bigger shopping because beside some Winter things I wanted to buy a dress too for the theatre.
I go to the theatre once in a month and I'm bored with just to wear the same trousers I wear on weekdays with another black blouse. Although usually I dress as less feminine as I just can without wearing any make up [so the 2 years old little girl next door always calls me 'uncle', although her mother corrects her everytime we meet that I'm still female...], I want to enjoy being a woman at least on cultural programs... I like dressing casual to feel myself confy, but sometimes it's good to wear something feminine too, but not in the workplace of course, due to I have to work with two unintelligent pigs + 1 antifeminist ladybug...

Well, I bought a dress from Killstar [again] but then I saw another beautiful thing too, a maxi black skirt I always wanted.

I like that Killstar gives titles to the clothes. This dress is called "Lestat". No, I definitely not bought this because I love Anne Rice books that much… Hahaha

Then this is the long skirt [without end]

I loooove the esoteric pattern! 

Other things, a knitted sweater with Ouija board on it, I think it's funny 

From Minga London I ordered this sweater with the trivial slogan

When will they stop! When? WHEN?! *sigh*

Shoes…
Everyone has its own clothing 'thing' what particularly like. Mine is shoes...
I have only six pair of shoes at home but neither one is a normal one. Three black platform boots [5-7-10 cm high], one flat 60's style, one werewolf patterned high-heels I never wore and I just don't know why [from IronFist] and one 70's style 'larger then my feet so I cannot wear it at all' Anna Sui high-heels [from a second hand shop]…
Now this is the newest

This is from Y.R.U. and I saved money for months just to buy this for the Autumn... Now if you are younger than me DO NOT FOLLOW my irresponsible example saving the precious money for a pair of shoes! *cough*

I saw this on a site [Attitude Clothing] a couple of month ago and I completely fell in love. You can put anything into the plastic part, isn't it great fun? [Don't say a word I already know… *waving hand*]
I thought about putting gummy bears, gummy worms or silk flowers in it. Then I searched on Google what are the biggest ideas. Well, gummy candies and silk flowers… maybe because those somewhat silent things. I would hate too making loud noise on the street with every steps…
So I bought some silk flowers in white, deep red and black so the shoes will be in complete match-in-color with the Lestat dress and my blood red lipstick... Fantastic! My life has meaning again! Hahaha

Well, that's all for today.

Good Day!/Szép napot! ✌

Me, The Local Celebrity… Oh My

Sorry if I disturbed you with my personal cryings again on the other day… but sometimes I feel I need to write out the anger from myself or one day I will just blow up… and this is not just a blog to me but some kind of therapy as well [anyhow cheaper than a psychologist].

This week is frightfully silent in the office due to I'm ignoring that old fart because I'm bored with his infantile things, who is now nervous because I'm ignoring him… What is this man, kindergarten? You are 60 years old, time to grow up! ~Alle alle!

About last week incident: Relax, nothing serious but due to he usually behaves like a cavalier gorilla [with the same odor] I was surprised that he is that talented that he can behave like a wrathful grizzle as well [with the same odor]…

He "just" yelled at me and mocked me as a woman for about 10 minutes in the middle of an important meeting before important people over some paper I scanned wrongly, althought I said them a hundred times that the scanner works badly from almost two months, but my words against him? Please. So I just stood there, I wanted to say something in my defence but he shouted "Shut th f. up I speak!" [?!] so I shut it because he is a senior and there were many other people… After that day I'm not in the mood to communicate with him. He is not even my boss, who dislikes him anyway so no problem... I think I just deeply respect his wife, who is a silent 40 kg skinny old lady who smokes at least 1 box of cigarettes a day...

I don't know what the f. was with him on that day; maybe he was drunk again [as usual] or he is just as much 'nobody' that he must show how "big" he is on an important meeting… Boss is on holiday, maybe he thought he will be the tough guy now… Anyhow he is a loser… Go to hell old fart and for everyone sakes have a bath just for once! Thanks.

Did I mention that beside the old fart and jerk boss there is a third shiny person in our office room? A 50 years old self-described 'anti-feminist' [Wtf???] woman who is still living in her own bubble world and hasn't the slightest idea what's really happening in the world, I think a 10 years old knows more. I don't know where she grew up maybe in a rabbit hole in Marshmallow town in Pinky Land, anywhere but on Earth for sure…

What a company, eh? Ok, I know I also have my own headshot but seeing them I think I'm the most close to what they call 'normal'…

Or not.

Why is that, that there are funny and open people in the other office rooms but all the boring idiots are here in ours? … This is karma, definitely karma… Why are they punish me when I can't remember what did I do wrong in my past lives?????

But I think I must thank the old fart that he freaked me out, otherwise I never had the braveness cut away my hair at last… This Buddhist thinking does good for me.

I never wore extreme hairstyles. Since I was a teen I just grew and grew my hair, sometimes I cut a little bit from the end, once or twice I had fringe but that is all and I don't think red is an extreme color nowadays as well. Sometimes I went to a hairdresser but because the family hairdresser is old, any new style I showed her she just did the good old 80's… After a couple of arguments with her that I hate perm and highlights and if she not mind I'll say what color I want on my head and that is not blond for sure, I skipped going to that hairdresser ever again or anywhere else… anyhow it's an unnecessary expense to me.

I loved my mermaid hair but honestly I planned to cut down the whole for a while, because it needed too much care, shampoo not to mention the 5 packs of paint. Too much time and expensive. Honestly I didn't care about how will I look, I was angry so I did it without thinking… But it's comfortable and I can breathe at last...

So everyone in this town who knew me since I was a kid or a while just got a shock on this week; from the bakery lady to the snack bar waitress, from the herb shop woman to the pharmacy lady, from the neighbours to the postman, from the librarian to mother's old friends not to mention the Office. They just all repeated the same 5 words: What…? Where…? How…? but… noo… then finished it with an "It's nice, but…" The funniest comment was my friends's from England when she saw my photos on facebook: "Jesus Where is your hair? Did you sell it?"

Today afternoon I will meet with her sister who is working in the cinema and she is a big fan of long hairs… Can't wait what I'll get… Oh god… I think I'm dead *nervous laugh*

But the hell with my hair because… BECAUSE… BECAUSE today is the Hungarian premiere of the Fantastic Beasts with Mr. gorgeous red haired Wunderbaaaare!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *fanfare and triumph* After five looooooong years finally another movie! I can't wait the 17pm and the cinema popcorn!!!!

Good Day!!!!!!!!!!!

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~Öhh sorry I'm a little bit overexited… *cough* I go chill down a bit… I have to endure four more hours in this pighole till the movie… ｡゜(｀Д´)゜｡ *baby crying sound*