I killed a big hairy spider:::::made me think....NEW MERCHANDISE,Obama Book throwerVisits us

I have been afraid of spiders my entire life.. Arachnophbia. the technical name for being afraid of spiders....has become a word many people know, since a movie was made with that name. I used to be terrified.....but the terror has been replaced with just plain scary feeling....the creeps...
I dont know why i am afraid of them....no tramatic incident to my memory.....never the less....I hate them. TONITE in the store...i saw a great big hairy one....with a thick body....in a web that it wove inside the metal frame of a furntiure dolly......Well, when i saw it...there was a little bit of a shock, and I deicded I had to made it go to SPIDER heaven...How? Well it was out in the open...and I couldnt swat it with anything...so I found some spray...that we remove labels with.....I sprayed it..... it seemed to first get bigger....with its legs outstretchs...then it started shaking the web.....and doing stragne things....as if it were drunk....I walked away.....didnt want to watch the final moment when its spirit left its body.....the spider energy....that would go into cyber space, or wherever this energy goes.
When I returned later, the dead spider hung in the web. I didnt reallay feel guilty....but just started thinking about life. The taking of life....is wrong in the HiNDU religion. Every living thing..has a spirit...and it is wrong to take it..
For it might be an incarnation of a human.
But spiders bite, and can cause poisoning.....and infections....and skin disease. I was bit three times, the night before I went to Hungary early this month......and had to go to the DR to get antibiotics...so I feel justified....but what about. killing other living beings...Mice and Rats spread disease, chew thru wires and cause fires.... so we can justify those.... But should we be killing birds, fish and animals???? to eat????? To hunt???? ISnt it healthier to eat plant protein??.. Now wwe communicate with cats and dogs....we wouldnt eat our pets...Is it different to eat a pig, who is smarter than a dog. WHo can communicate, learn tricks and be a great pet...just like a dog? How about killing a baby lamb? What about torturing veal calves..so we can eat tender white meat??????? and am I a hypocrite even writing this because I am not a vegetarian.???? I think about this. and wonder...about the horrors of factory farming..where animals are raised and tortured so we have cheap meat. Animals are terribly abused....chickens have their beaks cut, and their feet clipped...and put into cages where they cannot move....
And cows, hit on the head with a club(sometimes) or other times..their throat slit and then hung up alive on meat hooks for the blood to drain out of their body....slowly dying, in pain and scared!!!
Someday...its possible, we will be horrified that we humans......had factory farming......and created animal concentration camps.....whose horrors, make the HALOCAUST ....Disneyland.
and all of this horror..only backfires on us...the eating of meat has been found to be the major cause of heart disease, and contributes to cancer...so we do pay for our deeds. KARMA in action.!!?

Ok, lets lighten up..... New stuff in the store.....Fabulous fabulous two door Country French armoire with carved flowers and birds....the wood looks like walnut....a used dining room set....flame mahogany top...with 8 Chippendale Chairs..and matching breakfront.....Not antique but nice.... a cheap walnut office desk and matching credenza...but very nice style.....and clean.....a very nice solid mahogany sidebaord..Chippendale with ball and claw feet.....A leather or faux leather high back tufted desk chair....paintings and prints....benches, Chinese Chippendale Bedroom set quite spectacular....14 outrageous chairs....made of policed bone that looks like IVORY.....and a giant....11,14feet conference tables....inlaid mahogany and leather....largest table i have ever had in 45 years....a bunch of fabulous antique cutglass....bowls, compotes, dishes...glasses, Waterford, vases...Pair of Majolica Lamps with roses from ITALY, Pair of Crystal boudoir lamps....Pair of inlaid Pembroke tables....walnut or mahog....and so much more......you cannot belive how much stuff comes in.....including the best mahogan 4 poster queen size 4 poster bed...complete with new mattress and all the drapery,dust ruffles etc.....French Empire inlaid chest of drawers with ladies head and wings in bronze.....etc
THE CRAZY PERSON WHO THREW A BOOK AT OBAMA LAST WEEK OR TWO WEEKS AGO...WAS IN OUR STORE TODAY...THIS NUT.....IS A CUSTOMER FOR MANY YEARS. HE MAY EVEN READ MY BLOG. HE IS A GENIUS LEVEL, RESIDENT, OF PAKISTANI DECESNT.....ALTHOUGH HE IS AN ANTIQUE DEALER, HE CLAIMS TO BE A PHILOSPHER...AND TOLD ME HE HAS FIGURED OUT HOW TO FIND WORLD PEACE THRU USING MATHEMATIC FORMULAS... HE TRIED TO EXPLAIN THEM TO ME FOR A FEW YEARS...AND ALTHOUGH, I KNOW HE IS SMART...TO ME, THEY DONT MAKE SENSE.....MAYBE TO HIM IT MAKES SENSE..LIEK CRAZY THINGS SEEM TO MAKE SENSE IN DREAMS WE HAVE, YET UPON WAKENING...THEY ARE NONSENSE.
HE TOLD ME HE KNOWS JOE BIDEN (I DONT THINK SO) AND JOE TOLD HIM TO THROW THE BOOK UP ON THE STAGE...AND OBAMA WILL PICK IT UP LATER.....AND READ IT.. BUT THE PRESS MADE A BIG DEAL OUT OF THIS....AND SAID HE THREW IT AT HIM, AS THE GUY THREW A SHOE AT BUSH.....HE SAID.....SINCE BIDEN TOLD THE POLICE AND SECRET SERVICE THAT HE TOLD HIM TO THROW IT...NO ARREST AND CHARGES WERE MADE.. THIS IS HIS STORY......HE SHOWED ME THE VIDEO ON THE COMPUTER(YOU TUBE) AND SOME ARTICLES.. NOW HE IS FAMOUS.....HE IS A LEGEND IN HIS OWN MIND.

WHY I MISS GEORGE BUSH, BARBARAS PARTY,HUNGARIAN STEW

I DO MISS GEORGE BUSH....WHY? I HAVE NO ONE OF HIS STATUS TO MAKE FUN OF....AND ALTHOUGH THEIR ARE MINOR ASSHOLES IN THE GOERNMENT AND IN THE MEDIA...AND ON TV, NO ONE HAS THE QUALITIES(OR LACK OF THEM) THAN FORMER PRESIDENT GEORGE. HIS STUPIDITY....AMAZES ME TO THIS DAY..BUT WHAT AMAZES ME MORE, WAS THE STUPIDITY OF THE AMERICAN PEOPLE TO ELECT HIM (IF THEY REALLY DID..OR WAS IT FIXED TWICE)....TO OPFFICE, AND THEN, AS HE SUCKED THE ENERGY,LIFE AND MONEY OUT OF THE COUNTRY..THEY ACCEPTED IT... THERE WERE NO PROTESTS, STRIKES...JSUT SOME LOW KEY BITCHING AND MOANING.....If this was the 1960's, the streets would have been jammed with people screaming for his head... Glad you are gone GEorge, but I still miss you, your moronic smile, and incredible nonsensical statements.....and I will always wonder, if you are astupid as people think you are?
Sarah Palin....is next. The difference is that she is a big nothing......her father wasnt president....and she didnt go to YALE, and pretend to be a student...Her statements are as stupid as Georges... If there was a debate between the two of them.....I would love to be the moderator... It would be fun...I would try to find questions toask....on the remote side, so that none of them could anser any of them.... Like "what is your name?" Where do you live?" Can you See Russia from your bedroom window..?" Did you ever have sex with your daughters boyfriend" and I bet they BOTH WOULD SAY YES!!!!
LET ME SAY A FEW WORDS THAT ARE NOT MODEST AND HUMBLE. I THINK I AM MORE INTELLIGENT THAN BOTH OF THEM PUT TOGETHER... I THINK I KNOW WHAT IS FAIR AND JUST. I HAVE A LITTLE IDEA OF HISTORY AND GEOGRAPHY. I DO NOT CLAIM TO UNDERSTAND ECONOMICS....AND THE RELATIONSHIP OF BANKS, MORTGAGES, GROSS NATIONAL PROFITS...UNEMPLYMENT STATISTICS,,,PRINTING OF MONEY, INTERST RATES,...AND THE INTERACTION OF ALL THE ABOVE AND MANY MORE SUBJECT..THAT ARE ALL INTER-RELATED. BUT DO I THINK THAT I AM QUALIFIED TO BECOME PRESIDENT OF THE USA..... NO...NO ...NO, BUT LET ME SAY THIS....MORE QUALIFIED THAN THOSE BOZOS!!!!!
WHO REALLY IS QUALIFIED? no ONE....NOT ONE PERSON. tHE WORLD HAS GOTTEN SO COMPLICATED,,,THAT WE NEED MORE THAN ONE PRESIDENT... wE NEED A PRESIDENT FOR ECONOMICS...A PRESIDENT FOR WORLD POLITICS. PRESIDENT FOR INTERNAL AFFAIRS....AND SUCH SUBDIVISIONS....IT WOULD BE A PANEL OF PRESIDENT THAT WOULD STUDY AND THEN MEET EACH DAY.... aND THEY WOULD WORK TOGETHER....EACH WITH THEIR OWN STAFF OF ADVISORS......
aNY ONE MAN IS OVERWHLEMED WITH ALL THE PROBLEMS....ITS AN IMPOSSIBLE TASK. OBAMA IS REALLY DOING THE BEST THAT ONE MAN CAN DO.

TONIGHT MY FRIEND BARBARA..THE BLOND GORGEOUS LAWYE INVITED ME OVER FOR A SMALL DINNER PARTY....TO HONOR ONE OF HER FRIENDS THAT FLEW IN FROM ARKANSAS....THERE WAS TO BE 6 OF US...WHEN I GOT THERE I SAW THE DESSERTS....ONE HUGE WHIPPED CREAM CAKE, ANOTHER CHOCOLATE CAKE, A PLATTER OF FRESH SUPER COOKIES.....AND A RASPBERRY CHEESE CAKE. alL THIS FOR 6 PEOPLE...no!!! tHE WHIPPED CREAM CAKE ALONE WOULD SERVE 12....THIS WAS HIGH CALORIC SUICIDE.
THEN....SHE OPENED THE OVEN..OMG!!! ONE HUGE TRAY OF STUFFED SHELLS....ANOTHER HUGE TRAY OF STUFFED TORTELLINI, AND ANOTHER HUGE ONE OF SAUSAGE AND HOME MADE MEATBALLS.... EACH TRAY WAS THE SIZE OF ONE OF THOSE LARGE BUFFET ALLUMINUM ONES THAT SERVE 30 PEOPLE..... tHEN THERE WAS A TOSSED SALAD, ENOUGH TO FEED A GRAZING HERD OF CATTLE (CATTLE DO NOT LIKE BALSAMIC DRESSING-iDO)
IT WAS REDICULOUS...BUT THAT IS BARBARA...ALWAYS AFRAID THAT THERE WONT BE ENOUGH FOOD. I THINK SHE COULD HAVE FED 25 PEOPLE EASILY....AND MORE. WE ALL ATE AND ATE AND ATE....AND DIPPED THE FRESH MADE GARLIC BREAD INTO THE SAUCE....I COULDNT MOVE....SHE SAID...EAT MORE...EAT... I THOUGHT I WOULD PUKE I WAS SO FULL.....AND THE FOOD WAS SO DELICIOUS........WELL, I BROUGHT HOME MOST OF THE WHIPPEDCREAM CAKE, AND HALF OF THE CHOC CAKE FOR MY EMPLOYEES TOMORROW...
WHAT I LIKE ABOUT VISITING BARBARAS HOUSE...HER FRIENDS ARE ALL HAND PICKED.. EVERY ONE I HAVE MET THRU HER OVER THE MANY YEARS THAT I KNOW HER ARE ALWAYS WONDERFUL, WARM AND SPIRITUAL. WHEN YOU ARE IN HER HOUSE,,,,JUST BEING THERE IS A WONDERFUL EXPERIENCE...PICKING UP THE LOVE AND WARMTH OF HER FRIENDS...everyone is always real...no one tries to impress anyone.....no one talks about their portfolio, your their wealth,....its always about good things...positive things...and when you leave....you leave full of food and full of love and warmth. i feel so blessed to be part of a social situation with these kinds of people.

HUNGARIAN STEW.....AN OLD HUNGARIAN RECIPE THAT I INVENTED THE OTHER NIGHT!!!

I LOOKED IN THE FREEZER AND THERE WERE TWO LONDON BROILS OR SOME KIND OF STEAK HANGING OUT, WAITING TO GET FREEZER BURN....I THOUGHT IT WAS TIME TO DEFROST AND PREPARE IT INTO SOMETHING..THESE WERE SALE STEAKS, USUALLY A BIT ON THE TOUGHT SIDE.
SO.....I DEFROSTED THEM.....BROWNED THEM IN A LITTLE OIL AND SET ASIDE.
NEXT I SAUTED TWO LARGE ONIONS....A FEW CLOVES OF GARLIC...IN A BIT OF OIL, AND THEN READDED THE STEAKS,,,i THEN ADDED A LARGE CAN OF SAUERKRAUT, TWO MORE CANS OF WATER.....A TABLESPOON OF CARAWAY SEEDS....AND LET IT SIMMER FOR A FEW HOURS...UNTIL THE WATER MORE THAN HALF EVAPORATED..AND THE STEAK WAS ABOUT TO FALL APART. I THEN THICKEND IT WITH CORN STARCH.....ADDED SALT AND PEPPER TO TASTE, A TABLESPOON OF VINEGAR.....BROUGHT TO A BOIL, THEN SHUT OFF. AND ADDED ONE CONTAINER OF SOUR CREAM....AND THAT IS IT...AND WOW!!!!! DELICIOUS. SERVED IN SOUP BOWLS, IT WAS MORE OF A STEW THAN A SOUP....BUT THINNED OUT, ITS A SOUP.

Getting acclimated back in the USA, MOre NEW STUFF

I have been back from Europe for over a week.....and have to get acclimated to the time schedule, working, eating American food, NOT sleeping late...and putting up with customers.....But I do like to work....so I consider what I do..an adventure, rather than WORK...
I almost lost it today on a customer.....Her son is a customer and he brought her here to buy a rug... John gave them a price..and I even dropped the price on a real PErsian RUG in mint condition....The woman said it wasnt worth it...as if she new which end was up....He was 5 hudnred years old and walked with a cane. I think she might have been Iranian as well.. NOW HERE THIS>>> I went along with John, not knowing this was a more expensive rug..that was brought down from floor 3 to floor one.....This rug was worth at least 2000 and the Broomless witch....was bargaining....even though I made a mistake.....I just said in a harsh tone..PLEASE
I know my business....you cant even buy a wool machine rug make in NOrth CAROLINA....for under 1400;.......long story short, she bought it...and had the gaul to ask for a free deliver...and to put it down in her h9ome i BROOKLYN......I also gave a harsh NO! These people have more balls than the YANKEES>
Tonight we bought out the condo ...of a woman who inherited a lot of stuff that was from GRANNYS ATTIC auction and store years ago....SHe was lovely and kind..and fair...and even sent out for PIZZA for the boys who schlepped. This lady makes drapes and other window treatments and is an artist in her field......and we will promote her in the store...to get her work and make a few bucks.
One of our other nutty customers...garbage picks...she is a horder.....the woman owns a large piece of property not far from here....what was once a farm....her SUV looks like an 4 wheel garbage dump....yesterday she was here...and wore a green Sweatshirt.....with remnants of every meal she ate for the last week....she was filty.....and smelled like pis....maybe she has diabetes...or has a cat....or??????
Richy caught her stealing on SUNDAY..but we leat it go..she came back on MONDAY and spent 200...and 50bucks yesterday..... I think she is in the begining stages of ALZHEIMERS and wonder if i shouuld ask her about her family....or call some social agency to look in on her now and then. or..MOND MY OWN BUSINESS...WHICH I RARELY DO.
I AM NOT HAPPY WITH OBAMAM AND HIS WAY OF HANDLING DONT ASK DONT TELL.....AND THEN MAKES A SPEECH ON GAY KIDS KILLING THEMSELVES.... I AM STILL PRO OBAMA, BUT THINK HE IS MAKING A MISTAKE IN THE WAY HE IS HANDLING SOME THINGS.
HAVE TO SLEEP NOW......CANT KEEP MY EYES OPEN...WILL DISCUSS THE WORLD CONDITION IN THE NEXT BLOG.....NOTHING VERY INTERESTING HAS HAPPENED THIS WEEK..BUT STAY TUNED.

2ND BLOG TONIGHT....JET LOG IN REVERSE, THE JEWISH TALIBAN OR VERICOSE VEINS...NO DISCOUNT DISCOUNT.

IT IS FOUR IN THE MORNING AM....BUDAPEST TIME IS SIX HOURS AHEAD......AND SINCE I DIDNT SLEEP ONE SECOND ON THE PLANE, DESPITE TAKING TWO SLEEPING PILLS(UNLESS THEY WERE TOO OLD TO WORK)...I AM AWAKE NOW FOR AN HOUR, INSTEAD OF SLEEPING A DEEP SLEEP FROM TRAVELING FOR 24 HOURS. SO MAYBE MY BODY IS AS CRAZY AS MY MIND.....?

EVERYONE THAT KNOWS ME, KNOWS...THAT I AM VERY ROBIN WILLIAMSESQUE....VERY SILLY, CAN BE CLOWN LIKE, IRREVRENT, LIKE TO POKE FUN AT EVERYONE FROM MYSELF.....TO EVERY AND ALL RELGIONS, POLITICAL PARTIES, NATIONALITIES, RACES....AND ANY OTHER SUB GROUPS THAT CAN INCLUDE SEXUAL....BEHAVIORAL....OR ANY OTHER WAY YOU CAN DIVIDE UP THE HUMAN RACE. THE ONLY GROUP THAT I HAVENT ACTUALLY ATTACKED YET ARE THE CANNIBALS, AND AMAZONIAN, AND OTHER PRIMITIVE CAVE MEN TYPE PEOPLE. I CAN EXCUSE THEIR BEHAVIOR DUE TO LACK OF EDUCATION, AND AN EXTREME LACK OF 7-11'S IN THE JUNGLES/
OR I CAN SAY, I NEVER MET A CANNIBAL THAT I DIDNT LIKE....SO ,IN ACTUALLITY I AM AN EQUAL OPPORTUNITY RACIST.....OR AN EQUAL OPPORTUNITY PREJUDICE PERSON....WITH NO GROUP OF ANY TYPE SACRED FROM MY HUMOR OR TIRADES.

SO I WILL GET TO THE POINT...I JUST PICKED UP AN ULTRA ORTHODOX ADVERTISING MAGAZINE...I WILL NOT MENTION THE NAME BECAUSE THE OWNERS IS OR WAS A CUSTOMER....I WANT TO SERIOUSLY POKE FUN AT TWO OF THE ADS.... IN THE MAGAZINE...
NUMBER ONE....A NEW KOSHER SUSHI RESTAURANT OPENED UP IN PASSAIC.....THE OFFER A BIG DEAL 10% DISCOUNT......BUT HERE IS THE CATCH...OY! INORDER TO GET THIS DISCOUNT....YOU HAVE TO MAKE RESERVATIONS TWO WEEKS IN ADVANCE.....AND GIVE A DEPOSIT ON THE RESERVATION.. I AM NOT JOKING...... MAYBE THE RESERVATION AND DEPOST CAN BE MADE OVER THE PHONE? AND LETS SAY, YOU GOT SICK...DO YOU GET YOUR DEPOSIT BACK IF YOU DO NOT SHOW UP......SO INORDER TO SAVE 10DOLLARS, ON A 100BUCK MEAL...YOU HAVE TO PRE BOOK...AND PAY IN ADVANCE......
I BET THEY DIDNT GET EVEN ONE PERSON......AND ALTHOUGH.....THEY OFFER A DISCOUNT....I WOULD WONDER, IF THEIR FOOD IS GOOD AS THEIR POLICIES.....YOU MIGHT GET POISONED......
I LEFT THEIR NAME OUT OF THIS BLOG....NOT TO LIABLE ANYONE..ALTHOUGH...I ONLY COMMENTED ON THEIR POLICIY...AND NOT THE DELICIOUSNESS OF THEIR FOOD...JAPANESE KOSHER RAW FISH.....I WILL STICK WITH LOX AND BAGELS....

NEXT....IS MORE SERIOUS , AND MORE REDICULOUS.. WHILE WE ARE KNOCKING AL QUEDA AND THE TALIBAN...AS ARCHAIC RELGIOUS FUNDMENTALISTS, WHO HAVE VERY STRICK DRESS CODE FOR WOMEN, AND BEAT THEM WITH STICKS IN THE STREETS WIF THEIR DRESS FALLS FROM THE CODE.....THE CODE MADE BY VERY VERY NASTY AND HORNY MUSLIM MEN,...WHO ARE A MEMBER OF THE ROYAL ORDER OF THE DIVINE HYPOCRITE..WHICH IS OPEN TO ALL RELGIONS...JEWISH AND CATHOLIC AS WELL.
THE MUSLIMS STILL STONE WOMEN TODEATH...FOR ADULTY....OR EVEN TALKING TO STRANGERS....IF THE HUSBAND PRESSES CHARGES......(NICE PEOPLE NO?) wELL I WOULD LIKE TO POINT OUT ON ULTRA JEWSIH ORTHODOX GROUP THAT PLACED AN ADD IN THIS MAGAZINE..THAT REMINDS ME OF TALIBAN "LIGHT"...BUT IT DID MAKE ME LAUGH, AND REMINDED ME OF SOMETHING MY GRANDMOTHER IDA FROM MINSK USED TO WEAR...."STOCKINGS" THE KIND THAT YOU CANT SEE THROUGH....THEY ARE MORE OR LESS SKIN COLORED....BUT ARE OPAQUE CLOTH...I ALWAYS THOUGHT OLD LADIES WORE THEM TO COVER THEIR HAIRY, OR VARICOSE COVERED LEGS. I NEVER GAVE ANY THOUGHT THAT THE REASON WOULD GO FUTHER THAN THAT....AND IN HER CASE, THAT WAS PROBBALY THE CASE.
i WILL NOT WRITE THE ENTIURE PAGE AD, BUT GIVE A SUMMATION....WRITTEN BY OLDMEN NO DOUGHT...WHO ARE SO RELIGIOUS, THEY MAKE UP THEIR OWN RULES....AND THEN, SOMEHOW CAN ATTRIBUTE THIS TO SOMETHING IN THE BIBLE...THAT GOD WANTS.....
HERE GOES.."WEARING STOCKINGS IS OBLIGATORY....(LIKE YOU COULD BUY STOCKINGS IN ISREAL IN THE TIME OF MOSES" WEARING NO STOCKINGS OR TRANSPARENT STOCKINGS IS PROHIBITED (they didnt say prohibited by whom-or quote any bibical passage) They go one to say that one must wear stockings that doenst allow the skin to be seen. OH MY GOD>>>> you cant see skin... If you see the hair leg of an old lady, you might turn to salt or stone...and if you see the leg of a young woman, you might get an erections so hard...the veins wouuld burts and you would die....you would bleed to death in the street....
IS IT NO WONDER THAT THE ORTHODIX...MAINLY THE HASSIDICS, ARE SO FRUSTRATED, THAT THEY ARE THE LARGEST BUYER IN NYC OF PORNOGRAPHY... and this was told to me by one of my customers who....owns stores in teh city and BROOKLYN...so i got it from the horses mouth/
THey also continue..that the pictures on the packages and not be inappropriate....what does that mean...you cant show a photo of a leg, where you can see skin...or does it mean, you cant see the womans vagina above her legs where old lady stocking....
THESE FLYING ANUSES GO ON TO "WE ASK THE MANUFACTURES AND RETAILERS OF STOCKINGS FOR WOMAN..TO NOT EVEN MANUFACTURE STOCKINGS THAT ARE TRANSPARENT...FOR IT WEAKENS THE RELIGION.... PLEASE....WHEN ARE TH RABBIS GOING TO START WALKING IN THE STREETS OF MONSEY AND BROOKLYN, AND PASSAIC....WITH STICKS TO CHECK WHAT THE WOMEN ARE WEARING UNDER THERI SKIRTS...THE SKIRTS.....USUALLY ARE TO THE GROUND ANYWAY..SO YOU CANNT SEE THEIR LEGS........
THE AD GOES..ON....AND SAYD THAT THIS LAW HAD TO BE COMPLIED WITH, SO THE JEWISH PEOPLE WILL BE BLESSED WITH HEALTHY AND HOLY CHILDREN AND HEALTH AND PROSPERTITY FOR ALL THE PEOPLE AND IN THE FINAL REDEMPTION......PLEASE.. THIS GIVES ME A KOSHER HEDACHE..AND IT EMBARASSES ME....AND YET...I FIND IT FUNNY AS WELL..... TO THINK, MOST OF THE OLD LADIES LIKE GRANDMA IDA.......WOULD BECOME TEMPTRESSES IN REGULAR STOCKINGS...I WOULD SY..YES, PLEASE...ALL OLD LADIES WITH HAIRY AND VARICOSE LEGS WHERE THESE STOCKING THAT HIDE YOUR LEGS
NOW THE ARTICLE CONCLUDES WITH THE NAMES OF 8 RABBIIS...WHO AUTHORIZED THE AD....BUT I AM WONDERING IF THEY ARE THE OWNERS OF THE FACTORY THAT MAKES THE STOCKINGS...NOTHING WOUULD SURPRISE ME.
IF I OFFENDED ANYONE WITH THE ABOVE STORE.....GOOD!!!

NOW IF YOU REALLY WANT TO GET REDICULOUS...THINK OF THIS SCENARIO FOR A FAR FETCHED COMEDY......TWO GROUPS....ONE HASSIDC AND ONE TALIBAN FLY DOWN TO THE AMAZON BASIN AND TRY TO CONVERT THE CANNIBALS.....WHILE MOST OF THE FUNDAMENTALIST WIL EVENTUALLY BECOME PART OF THE MENU......THEIR APPARELL AND HAIR STYLES START TO BECOME PART OF THE CANNIBALS ATTIRE FOR FORMAL OCCASIONS....THINK ABOUT LITTLE CANNIBALS RUNNING AROUND WITH BONES IN THEIR NOSES, WITH CURLS DOWN THEIR EARS, AND WEARING BIG BLACK HATS AND COATS....AND CARRYING THEIR BOWS AND ARROWS.. OTHERS WITH WEAR THE JALABAS, THE KAFTANS OR ROBES THAT THE AGFANIS WEAR....WOUULD MAKE A FUNNY MOVIE.....AND THE FEW SURVIVING MEMBER OF FUNDAMENALIST. WHO JOINED THE CANIBALS, NOW HAVE TO KOSHER THEIR KILL.....OR MAKE IT HALAL....
JEWISH WOMEN WILL TEACH THE CANNIBAL LADIES HOW TO MAKE BAGELS...AND CHICKEN SOUP AND THE MUSLIMS WILL MAKE HUMAN SHISH KABABS.....AND SO ON...ITS LATE....NOW 4:30 IN THE MORNING, AND MY LEVEL OF CREATIVITY OS LOW, BUT STILL REDICULOUS.....BUT NO MORE REDICULOUS THAN DEORGE BUSH SAYING THAT THERE WREE WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION IN IRAQ....

Home Again in the USA, Hurrah for the Chilean Miners, Alitalia Airlines SUCK

Happy to be home again in the USA....I did get a long needed rest and possibly headed off a nervous breakdown...well, that is a bit to dramatic, but life was getting to me....customers, peole we buy from, bills, and just the general life problems.....
i really ran away......but i still gave myself and everyone else 5 days notice.....i was always threatening just to pick up my passaport, some clothes and run to an airport....on a moments notice....but......one needs reservations, money, and advanced tickets to save some money.....
i am up over 25 hours now...even the two sleeping pills i took on the plane didnt work....didnt sleep a minute......and the food on the flight from ROME to here..was beyond belief...MC DONALDS WOULD HAVE BEEN CONSIDERED GOURMET TO THE SHIT THEY SHIRT......THE MAIN COURSE WAS CALLED RISSOTO. IT RESEMBLED A PLASTIC CONTAINER FILLED WITH RICE, PUS....(YEECH) AND CHEESE...WITH ONE DEAD PIECE OF BROCCOLI FLOATING IN IT....TASTELES...IT CAME WITH WAS A SALAD WITH NO DRESSING...AND A PIECE OF HAM...ONE BITE SIZE PIECE OF CHEESE, A ROLL ABOUT THE SIZE HALF DOLLAR, AND A FEW CRACKERS.....IT WAS VILE! tHE SNACK WAS WORSE.....THE MAIN OJECT..WHICH REALLY WAS NOT EDIBLE WAS A HALF MOON PASTRY....A PIROGI...FILLED WITH SOME KIND OF SHIT...WHETHER IT WAS SOFT CHEESE...OR SQUISHED BRAINS...IT WAS NAUSEATING....AND A PICE OF CAKE WITH NO FLAVOR WHATSOEVER...AND IT WASNT MINE OPINION....BUT A CONSENSUS OF OTHER OFFENDED FLIERS.....
AND THE HELP ON THIS AIRLINES WAS AS HORRIBLE AS THE FOOD...THEY BORDERLINED ON NASTY.....TO JUST IGNORING YOU AND REFUSED TO BRING A DRINK....EVEN REFUSED TO TELL ME HOW TO GET A BORDING PASS.....IT GETS WORSE...BUT WHY CONTINE...JUST DO NOT FLY ALITALIA.. I THINK THE MAFIA SHOLD TAKE IT OVER... YOU WOULD GET GOOD SERVICE, GOOD FOOD...AND DENCENT PRICES...SO THEY CAN MAKE MONEY.....CALL IT SOPRANOAIR, OR MAFAIR......
WHEN I GOT BACK TO NEWARK......IT TOOK OVER AN HOUR TO GO THRU PASSPORT CONTROL....THERE WERE THOUSANDS OF PEOPLE RETURNING.....AND FEW PEOPLE TO ASSIST...AND IT WAS SO HOT IN THERE....HORRIBLE. COINCIDENTLY, I GOT THE SAME AGENT WHEN I WENT THRU CUSTOMS AS THE LAST TWO TIMES...I SAID TO HIM.....SOMELIKE LIKE" WE HAVE TO STOP MEETING LIKE THIS" HE LAUGHED AND ASKED IF HE KNEW ME...AND I LAUGHED BACK..AND SAID.....NOT REALLY, BUT EVERY TIME I FLY, WE MEET.....AND IWTH THAT. HE STAMPED MY CARD AND I WENT THRU......WITHOUT HAVING TO EXPOSE MY DIRTY SOCKS AND UNDERWEAR, THE CANDLYBARS....I BROUGHT FOR EVERYONE......AND SPEND MORE TIME..........THAT PART WENT WELL...EVEN...THE FINDING MY LUGGAGE.....FROM A PLANE LOAD WITH MORE THAN 300 PEOPLE..TOOK A MINUTE OR LESS....HOORAY..

Last Nite In Hungary, Chilean Miners rESCUED

iTS LATE...HAVE TO GET UP 4 IN THE MORNING...TO CATCH A FLIGHT TO ROME...AND THEN BACK TO USA.....ATE IN A GREAT VERY TYPICAL HUNGARINA RESTAURANT....HAD GOOSE LIVE, GOOSE ,RED CABBAGE, MASHED POTATOES WIN ONIONS AND HAM.....HMMMM

thOSE OF YOU WHO FOLLOW MY BLOG, KNOW THAT I OFTEN MENTION WHEN I AM BROUGHT TO TEARS BY HAPPYNESS OR SADNESS. TODAY.....MY TEARS WERE BOTH....HAPPY THAT THESE MEN WERE SAVED...BY THE HARD WORK AND GENEROISTY OF MANY. MILLIONS WERE SPENT ON SAVING THEM, WHILE GOVERNMENTS SPENT BILLIONS AND BILLIONS KILLING PEOPLE...FOR OIL,DRUGS, BIG BUSINESS......AND POWER.. JUST THINK WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN DONE WITH THE MONEY SPENT ON THE IRAQI WAR, THE WAR IN AFGANISTAN.....AND THE VIET NAM WAR....ALL WASTED MONEY, EXCEPT FOR THE ONES WHOSE GREED ENRICHED THEM. YOU KNOW...THESE WARS ARE ALL BULLSHIT, AND EVERYTHING WE WE3RE TOLD WAS BULLSHIT..WE WERE JUST AS IGNORANT..AS THE GERMAN PEOPLE,, WHO BELIVED HITLER....AND LOOK WHAT HAPPENED TO THEIR COUNTRY.....GERMANY WAS LEVELED.....AND THE USA REBUILT IT WITH OTHERS...BUT IF WE GET LEVELED....PHYSICALLLY OR FINANTIALLY...I DONT THINK ANYONE WILL COME TO OUR AID.

TONIGHT..I ONLY ASK EVERYONE THAT I KNOW...IS TO WROK FOR PEACE.

Tips On Being Happy,FOOTBALL SCANDAL, COLOMBUS WAS JEWISH?)

Buddhist monk Matthieu Ricard claims you can practice your way to happiness, and he should know: After MRI scans showed that he experienced extreme levels of positive emotions and few negative ones, he became known as "the happiest man in the world." Trained as a cell biologist in France, Ricard moved to the Himalayas in 1972 to study Buddhism. He's now a translator, a photographer and the Dalai Lama's French interpreter. His books -- the proceeds of which go to 41 humanitarian projects in the remote Himalayas -- include "The Monk and the Philosopher" (a dialogue with his father, a famed philosopher), "Happiness: a Guide to Developing Life's Most Important Skill," and, most recently, "Why Meditate?" AOL Health spoke with Ricard about the cultivation of happiness, the benefits of altruism and how 30 silent minutes a day can change your life.

Do you think you're the happiest man in the world?
It's better than the unhappiest person in the world. It was a cover line on a Buddhist independent journal. Of course it's cute, but it doesn't rest on scientific evidence. I took part in some ongoing studies on compassion. It's a jump to say my results mean that.

What is happiness?
Happiness is a way of being rather than an endless search for experiences. Pleasure is fine but depends on things that are subject to change: people, places, things. Something tastes good; fire warms you when you're cold. But then this experience turns neutral or averse: Even the most beautiful music is unpleasant after 24 straight hours. But happiness is a more durable state. It's a cluster of basic human qualities that nurture a state of fulfillment, flourishing, of appreciating your life. It's inner freedom, inner strength, inner peace. These are the resources to deal with the struggles of life. The more you experience happiness, the deeper and more stable it becomes.

You link meditation with happiness. Why?
Meditation is not an exotic eastern practice but is actually mind training. We all have a mind and can work with it.

So the basis of happiness is mind training?
In the sense that mind training means harnessing the potential we have for less vulnerability to provocation from outside. Meditation helps you cultivate a better emotional balance and inner freedom so you are not a slave of impulses like anger and craving.

And you do this by sitting for 30 minutes a day?
There are different types of meditation, and I tried to gather all these exercises into a small manual for a Western audience ["Why Meditation?"]. But in clinical trials that study the effects of meditation in the West, 30 minutes a day has been the foundation. We always see that after three months, meditation has had a significant effect in reducing stress and the tendency toward depression. It reinforces the immune system and positive emotions. It's been studied for 10 years in the West. Sitting for that precious 30 minutes modifies the quality of the other 23 hours and 30 minutes.

So happiness is a skill?
Pleasure cannot be cultivated -- only renewed. But you can cultivate inner peace, strength, freedom -- the qualities that create genuine happiness. We start with different baselines: For instance, everyone will not become a champion of tennis, but within a few months or a few years of training, even a beginner can become a decent player and enjoy it.

Do negative emotions, like anger, have a purpose?
If you witness someone beating a child or an injustice, anger can motivate you to do something. But all the studies have shown that people who systematically vent their anger just reinforce their tendency to be angry. You don't just want to suppress it or you'll be like a time bomb. Instead, you look at your anger and let it vanish. When you cease to fuel a fire, it slowly dies out.

You're not talking about being a pushover.
A mother who gets angry and aggressive is taken over by nerves. A mother can be loving but still firm, straight and a bit severe. You can extend that attitude of the mother to others.

What about sadness?
Sadness is not incompatible with happiness because happiness is not just a pleasant sensation. Sadness can help you feel compassion. Even when you are sad, you can continue to do wonderful things.

What is the relationship between happiness and ambition?
Ambition for wealth, fame or power puts our hopes and fears outside ourselves. It's individualistic, self-centered and egocentric. But ambition in terms of becoming a better person, preserving the environment or finding inner peace can motivate you.

The search for material goods seems to become a cycle for people -- the emptier they feel, the more money and stuff they seek to fill the void.
Yes, they feel empty so they go for a shopping spree or get a younger wife. You get addicted to selfishness.

Is it a lost cause with some people?
Sometimes people say, "I can't sleep." I say, "We have a clinic next door -- go help, and I bet after two weeks, you will be able to sleep." They come back with a more humane perspective and find satisfaction and fulfillment.

So to snap out of it, help other people?
I've seen many successful people who feel empty. They start helping underprivileged kids and find such meaning in life. Everything is different.

People assume altruism may make them unhappy.
Your primary motive is to help others, but it's also the best way to be happy yourself. Ayn Rand said that you should be selfish and should not sacrifice any part of yourself. She didn't get the point. Altruism is the best way to make yourself happy. If you look at living beings and see how your actions can contribute to a more compassionate society, you flourish.

FOODBALL PLAYERS SCADAL.....BRETT FAVRE.... OH MY, HE SENT SOME WOMAN, OR YOUNG LADY PIX OF HIM NAKED.... WHAT IS THE BIG DEAL. ITS ONLY REALLY BECAUSE WE HOLD WAHT WE HAVE BETWEEN OUR LEGS SACRED GROUND.....(OR IN WOMEN, THEIR TITTIES AS WELL).... WELL, OUR SACRED PARTS...ARE ALSO CONSIDERED "DIRTY" BY SOME GROUPS...AND ONLY USED ON SPECIAL OCCASIONS TO MAKE BABIES....WHICH IS THE ARAB...AND HASSIDIC CONCEPT...ALTHOUGH, THOSE HYPOCRITES...WILL STILL RUN AROUND...FOOL AROUND,,,,,AND ARE THE LARGEST BUYERS OF PORN IN THE NYC METRO AREA...
SO WHAT IS THE BIG DEAL IF THIS LADY SAW BRETS WEENIE AND TUSH..
LETS THINK ABOUT..EVERYMAN HAS THEM...SO ITS NOT ANYTHING THAT USUALUAL....UNLESS IT IS DEFORMED AND NASTY....THEN HE WOULDNT HAVE SENT IT....SO, HE MUST HAVE DECENT SPECIMENS..THEREFORE..THE ONLY REASON THE WORLD IS MAKING THIS INTO A SCANDAL IS THAT HE IS MARRIED AND CHEATING.....AND THAT WE THE PEOPLE ACCEPT NUDITY AS A TERRIBLE THING...
I THINK HE SHOULD POST HIS NUDE PHOTOS ON YOU TUBE..AND WE CAN ALL BE THE JUDGE IF THE PHOTOS ARE OBSCENE OR NOT...THIS IS JUST THE MEDIA AND LAWYERS BRINGING UP NONSENSE AGAIN...TO GET OUR MINDS OFF THE HORRIBLE ECONOMY, THE WARS IN THE MIDEAST.....THE COST OF MEDICAL INSURANCE AND MEDICINE, THE RISING PRICES OF EVERYTHING.......ITS LIKE THE ROMAN "BREAD AND CIRCUSES" ALL OVER AGAIN, PLUS THEY THROW IN A SPORTS FIGURES WEENIE FOR GOOD LUCK.

MY COMPUTER ISNT WORKING RIGHT...IT WENT DEAD AGAIN FOR HALF A DAY....WORKING NOW...BUT IT DOENST SEEM TO WANT TO TAKE A CHARGE ALL THE TIME...IT WONT EVEN USE THE ELECTRIC CONECTION.....MAYBE THERE IS A SHORT IN THE WIRES/????? BUT AS LONG AS IT WORKS I WILL CONTINUE WRITING.

THE PRIME MINISTER OF HUNGARY IS EXPECTING THE REST OF THE DAM TO COLLAPSE AND ANOTHER TOXIC FLOOD TO INNUDATE THAT PART OF HUNGARY...VERY SCARY.....TEN FEET OF WATER CAME RUSHING DOWN THE MOUNTAIN, AND FILLED UP HOUSES....WITH PEOPLE AND PETS INSIDE.. 7 DIED, ONE IS MISSING, AND 200 OR MORE ARE IN HOSPITALS..WITH SEVERE BURNS....8000 PEOPLE FROM ONE VILLAGE WAS EVACUATED BEFORE THE NEXT FLOOD HAPPENDS....WHICH COLD BE VERY SOON. TODAY THE CEO OF THE COMPANY..WAS ARRESTED.....BUT HE SUPPOSEDLY IS INVOLVED INT HE GOVERNMENT) SO NOT MUCH WILL HAPPEN TO HIM......SLAP ON THE WRIST....PEOPLE WILL GET SOME FINANTIAL COMPENSATION..ALTHOUGH, THEY DONT THINK PEOLE CAN GO BACK IN LIVE IN HTE SAME PLACE...THE "HEAVY METALS" ARE FAR TO DANGEROUS..

tHE FOOD IN THE LITTLE RESTAURANTS HERE IS GREAT..... TODAY FOR LUNCH, I WANDERED DOWNTOWN.....THEY HAD A SPECIAL....A HUGE PLATE FULL OF HOMEMADE NOODLE DUMPLINGS...COVERED WITH PORK PAPRIKASH, A BOWL OF HOMEADE ONION SOUP, BOTH FOR 3.50 I HAD A SIDE ORDER OF SPICEY PICKLED PEPPERS AND PICKLES.... ABOUT 1.00 AND BREAD..HOMEMADE RYE BREAD IS ABOUT TEN CENTS A SLICE...

SINCE I WAS IN GRAMMAR SCHOOL, THERE WAS A SILLY LITTLE POEM AND SONG...."IN 1492, COLOMBUIS WAS A JEW"..ONE IN ABOUT THE 9TH GRADE, RONNIE EPSTEIN....SAID THAT HER FAMILY DID JEWISH GENEOLAGY AND THAT THEY FOUND THEY WERE RELATED TO COLOMBUS...I put that info into my brain....and left it there for years....but now it seems that the controversy has increased......and some of my ideas and thought have been incorporated into the information...being considered about the man...The bad parts..he was a nasty son of a bitch, cruel, mean and couldnt really be trusted. He kidnapped people form the Americas, took them away from their land and family and presented them to the KING and Queen of Spain,....his form of show and tell, and to get more money for further explorations.
But....his name COLON... was not a typical Catholic name.. it was JEWISH.The JEWS of Spain, were ordered OUT!!! AUG 2 was the last date that they could leave (without their posssesions..only the clothing on their backs-they had to leave everything)
Originally Colombus(which was not his name.....his name was COLON) i have to find out why we call him COLOMBUS) was supposed to leave by the end of trhe month.....but he left on AUG 2, the last days jews were allowed out...It also wasw a JEWISH Holiday commemorating other progoms the jews had faced from the time of the BIBLE....by ROMANS, and others...MOSLEMS INC....
On his three boats, he had many former JEWISH people...former....they converted to Catholicism rather than be burned alive by the inquisition...Invented by the POPE, and enforced by the KING and QUEEN and TORQUMQNDA some kind of Prime minister of torture....
CHRIS COLMOBUS has a converted JEW as his interpreter and scribe of the trip, and many others, who very recently....converted...went with him..and it was also known, that he hung around with other CONVERSOS, and Marranos (those who still practiced Judaism in the dark) hidden......Catholic by daylight and JEWISH by candlelight.....
One of my theories is that he was trying to find another place for all the JEWISH Population of Europe to live.........but then, when he didnt find the right route....he was hoping for....he abbandoned the idea, and tried to turn it into a business trip....He eventually failed and died a very broke guy in prison.
So, the ITALIANS.....dont want to hear about this guy....that he mightbe JEWISH...but...there are still a lot of ITALIAN JEWS...so, the Italians wouldnt be giving up a hero....he just woul d have come from JEWISH ancestry...and Oh my GOD wouldnt take be terrible....that JEW discovered American.....The Parades would have to forget about dragging around all kinds of religious symbols.....unless they started schlepping a giant menorah....and the star of DAVID....and maybe they would start throwing matzohs into the crows off a large float...of a boat, a bunch of men....and giant cauldrons of chicken soup.

Hillbillies in HUNGARY PArt 4

Didn't write for a night or two..... some of the local new wine, which seems harmless and lacking alcohol, made me sleepy....It creeps up on you, and then,,,,,,,I feel asleep,but never got drunk from the home made brew, made only 75 yards from here by Pishta Bottchi.....or Uncle Pishta Please ignore the spelling of his name in other Blogs....I had called him Unlce Phisha, or Phishy.....which means something completely different.....
Yesterday he brought Chestnuts from his tree for us to eat...He told us to boiling them and scrape them out....That is how the Hungarians collect the met from the chestnut, which they turn into various dishes....one being a puree of chestnut...where the contests is boiling, water and cream and sugar and flavoring added....it turns into sort of a pudding which is served with whipped cream and a cherry on top.
But i put a pile of the chestnuts atop the stove between the two rooms....with the fire burning......I placed a metal cover on top of the chestnuts...and they both steams and roasted....and were delicious..CHESTNUTS ROASTING ON AN OPEN FIRE ISNT...JUST A SONG....BY NAT KING COLE..

LIKE A REAL FOOL , brought the wrong bottle of eye medicine to HUNGARY.....and didn't have a prescription for an emergency..I tried one small drug store where i bought a few packages of NEXIUMS without a prescription....the second time the store did give me a hard time...but I showed her the HUNGARIAN printing of it...saying that another store...took my prescription...and she "bought that logic" But when i should her the bottle of XALATAN (eye drops for glaucoma) and althought it "sounds" Hungarian.......she said i need a pesrcription......
To make things worse, somewhere during the day, I lost the little of XALANTAN I had left.....I really was getting nervous to think I wouldn't have any drops left for the remainder of the trips...The worse that could happen, is to go to a hospital emergency room, find an EYE DR, or go BLIND.....
TESCO, a large AUSTRALIAN CHAIN store...which is sort of like a HUGE WALMART, with the exception that they have a giant and fabulous food department.....is on the outskirts of town....I figured there is no harm in trying them, but they probably would have a harder time bending the rules.....since everything is so computer run. To my surprise....they gave it to my just by asking.. No prescription, not even an empty bottle..and the price...a but under 25.00 Which is what I pay in the USA, with my prescription plan.....with my over 750dollar a month payment to BLUE CROSS>..those thieving bastards...Just think...without insurance..its the same price here...and the NEXIUM was also about under 25,00 in NJ, without insurance the same pills cost 140 dollars.. THERE IS SOMETHING VERY VERY WRONG WITH THIS....THE DRUG STORE HERE...STILL MAKES A PROFIT ON 25.00.. AND WE WOULD HAVE TO PAY 140!!! I THINK I WILL WRITE TO THE WHITE HOUSE ABOUT THIS.....BUT OBAMA CANT NOT MAKE THEM CHANGE THEIR PRICES.....IF HE SUGGESTS IT....HE WILL BE CALLED MORE OF A SOCIALIST AND COMMUNIST AND ALL THE OTHER NAMES HE IS CALLED, ONLY BECAUSE HE IS TRYING TO MAKE LIFE EASIER FOR POORER PEOPLE. AND EVEN PEOLE LIKE ME UPPER MIDDLE CLASS, OR AM I LOW, HIGH CLASS??? CANNOT AFFORD ALL THE MEDICINES I NEED....WITHOUT IT HORRIBLY EFFECTLY THE WALLET. BLOOD PRESSURE MEDICINES CAN BE 50 A MONTH, 140 FOR NEXIUM, CHLORESTEROL MEDS CAN BE 75 A MONTH, ETCETC AND STILL HAVE TO PAY INSURANCE.... AND BLUE CROSS BLUE SHIELD WILL NOT LET ME HAVE NEXIUM...THE ONLY ONE THAT WORKS ON ME....THE REST INCLUDING OVER THE COUNTER PRILOSEC.....WHICH IS THE SAME COMPANY....AND SIMILAR...DOENST WORK!!!!

THE MORNING WAS VERY BRIGHT..THE SUN, WARM THE AIR,AFTER A VERY COLD NIGHT.....IT WAS A THREE BLANKET NIGHT.....BECAUSE BEFORE I GO TO SLEEP, I WAS ASKED BY BENNO to close the damper on the store, which smothers the fire....a serious safety precaution.
We were unable to rent a car last night........both Rental Places were already closed, and are not open on SATURDAYS.....YES, these morons close on the days, one would think they would do the most business. Many stores in this part of the country are closed on SAT and Sundays...and even though I called them morons, they probably have more time to enjoy their lives....so really, who is the moron...maybe it is me and the rest of the Americans who are married and glued to their business, and never get the time to smell the roses, pick sour cherries,pears and apples, grow grapes and make wine, have gorgeous flowers and veggies growing in the gardens.....and have time to even bake their own breads and pastries.

Our option today, was to risk driving around the countryside, and go to Croatia or Slovenia.....in BENNOS 14 year old RUSSIAN LADA, which makes enough noise to wake me up each morning, as he enters the property....He stays at another one of the houses he and his brothers bought on this mountain, will hills and hollows, like the Famous hillbillies of APPALACHIA. The road from the bottom of the mountain was paved maybe 50 years ago, but little of the paving materials are left.....the the entire road up the mountain and its many side roads, are filled with potholes large enough for a horse to drown in...the ride up and down to BENNOS casa, is very bumpy to say the least...and anyone with back trouble or hemmoroids would be in mortal agony should they attempt the trip.
We decided that we would go to CROATIA...and go in the LADA, better than just sitting around and doing nothing all day. We rode down the mountain, filled up with gasoline, which is double the price at home....or more......got out the map, drew our plan of attack, when we realized to problems. We didn't have any Croatian money and they are not in the European UNION, (no Euros), and Benno didn't have his passaport....and finally, if we broke down, we couldn't call TOMMY to come and get us because he doenst have any passport at all!!! Poor Tommy really never left his mountain and hills and hollows, except once to visit Budapest.....and he hurried back never to return.!!! It would be the same as a Kentucky Hillbillie visiting NEW YORK CITY>>>>OY!
Next plan of attack.....we studied the map of Slovenia and AUSTRIA......I opted for Slovina...we had very little Euros between the two of us...maybe enough to eat....and BENNO did have a card....but, would anyone in a little village in SLOVENIA (not the same country as SLOVKIA) take a credit card....or American Dollars, or Hungarian money???? Again, we could stop worrying and just go, or stay on the mountain, or in down town, NAGYKANITCA (ten miles from the mountain..and the little VILLAGE of HOMOK=kamaron....(or as i joked with hill:HOMOVILLE< HOMOLAND....)
We started driving towards slovenia...all the little villages look exactly the same...it looks like if the little town of ANATEKVA, from Fiddler on the ROOF was transplanted into NJ......and placed on ROUTES 202 that go thru MAHWAH and OAKLAND, and way up NY state in Sullivan COUNTY on RTS 17...Hungary looks very much like NJ...the hills, the flat lands, the trees.......except the MOUNTAIN on which BENNO has his summer home.........those hills and hollows break all the exceptions...

We drove for quite a while before we went over the border into SLOVENIA.....the border still had the custom buildings, the booths where guards and examiners used to stand and show their strength and authority...but now, well faded, with paint peeling, and everything in disrepair....and abandoned .
Soon the many villages started again, but the architecture changed somewhat..The buildings, seemed more modern, cleaner, brighter, and better kept. THe iron,wooden or cement fences that surround every Hungarian home, originally ordered by edict of Emperor Franz Joseph, and eventually became a cultural and security issue....were not longer seen, on this side of the border..Green grass was seen growing between properties, and looked more like homes were are used to in the STATES. There is more money in this country....and it shows.... We eventually ended up in a town....The difference between a town and a village in these parts...is simple....all the houses in a VILLAGE are on one ROAD>.the main highway.....a town has streets and stores...and some larger businesses on streets that run not only to the side but perpendicular.....YES we found a town, with magnificent bakery....with foods that I have never seen before.....some kind of multi layer flaky pastry interspersed with chunks of meat. quich looking things with all kinds ot "stuff"sticking out of it" various meats and sausages in pies,rolls, and pastry, strange pizza....and things...that look delicious but i had not idea of what they were....we shared a flaky pastry with meats between the layers...its was very nice, greasy and fattening..
We drove all over town...to try to find a real restaurant to eat in...We found a few bars that served no food, an icecream and cake cafe...but no food , and a pizza place, that only served pizza....no real authentic Slovenian FOOD(what ever that might have been) We guess everyone there just ate and home, went out for pizza or dessert or to get drunk. when we crossed over the border, we noticed very very steep but manicured hills, all with grape vines....vineyards, mile after miles...but so steep, i wondered how people were able to stand up and pick the grapes>>>>or did they lay on they back on some kind of dolly and roll slowly down the hill as they picked their crop?? It seems that everyone...in the area of the world grows grapes and fruit, and makes their own wine, Palinka and other drinks to keep them smashed all winter,m when they are snowed in, and have no where to go, or any where to get there. I didn't get the chance to see if they have AA meetings at any or all of the multitudinous Churches that we passed from HUngary into SLovenia...and by the way....almost all of these Churches were painted some shade of YELLOW.......yellow cement churches...with GREEN VERTI GRIS Steeples......
Since we couldn't find another restaurant to eat in, we looked at the map to find an alternate way back to HUNGARY, so we would see different scenery....We decided to go back thru the mountains...and pray....we didn't break down...
aS SOONS AS WE CROSSED BACK OVER INTO HUNGARY, we found a CZARDA, a hotel inn.(the dance the CZARDASH...comes from the name of this type of establishment...and the folk dances that were done at them way over 100 years ago) The menu looked good, the price was cheap and the waitress, and tall woman, with long hair that was too black, and you could see, that she hadn't smiled any time this Century...a really nasty bitch...We sat down, she threw menus on the tables and asked if we wanted a drink first....I ordered cream of garlic soup, Benno Ordered the special spicefishy soup......which was too spicy and too fishy and smelly....My garlic soup was sort of ok......I had a pork strew with a side order of CORN MEAL MUSH<(Romania MAMLIGA) which is also Hungarian.....they were ok.......the best part of the meal was the COKE, that came in a real glass bottle, made with real sugar and not corn syrup..it tasted like the COKE I new in my youth....
We left a bit disappointed...although Benno had a salad with chicken on it....and youghurt dressing that he did like..so the meal wasn't a disaster..we went on and stopped in another village, that did have one side street...with a CAFE....where were were able to get a great cappuccino...while viewing photos of American INDIANS.....all over the wall.....and leather furniture and an American Western Saddle.
On the way back , we came upon a sheep herder, in his tradition Hungarian Sheep Herders Costume....with a red hat...and blue tights, and gold bottons and cape....and his trusty Hungarian sheep dog at his side...His sheep were all over the road, and extended into a field 300 or more feet in from the road...We had to slow down quickly, so we would have turned any of his animals into lamp chops and roasts..His almost perfect picture of the past.....was complemented by his thick version of a SALVIDOR DALI MUSHTACE...
Another five minutes passed when we had to quickly slow down for what we think was a GYPSY WEDDING PROCESSION.....There were open trucks filled with people, and the truck was decorated with trees and flowers .......we followed the last truck for a while that was going two miles an hours...when BENNO started getting annoyed we passed them quickly......the front truck had a GYPSY band playing music.....and down the road a bit, in front of a house, there were people standing...looking at the approaching profession.....and in front of the house were a pair of dummies or effigies, dressed as a bride and groom. A very colorful experiences, but it happened to quickly for me to photograph it...and my piece of shit digital camera.....takes to long to open and take pics.....it is designed this way to save the battery life...but one misses a lot of pics...and pushing the button to take the pix..is not instantaneous...and you cannot shoot immediately again....
We eventually arrived back on the mountain....Pista Bottchi arrived again with a typical Hungarian DISH called "letcho" a stew of yellow and red peppers, tomatoes,..he added to it a few potatoes......it was perfect.....In another container he brought apple cake made by his wife...of over 50 years...and another dessert of what looked like pirogis, filled with peach jelly, and the entire dish was smothered in some type of sweeten bread crumbs, and of course another bottle of his new white wine which he insisted that i drink ....he toasted me....as a BARAT (friend)...and grabbed my glass of COKE....and wouldn't let me have it back until I drank some white wine....The Hospitality of this man, and all the people on this mountain is just to much to grasp emotionally....Their kindness and their....their sharing., and eagerness to help their neighbor..is something that the rest of the world should learn about. They want nothing more in return than their neighbors friendship.........Its the way life on planet earth should be.

Hungarian Hillbillies Part three

We now have the cable Tv working again.....there are 800 channels...from all over the world....everything from BIBLE Television, to triple X porn. 600 of the channels are Pay TV, which includes all movies....of any value, porn, good sports..and anything of value...This leaves me 200 channels of World News....Including Al Gercieris(spelled wrong) and AL queda TV..... and a lot of locals stations from Spain and down to Italy......which we can call peasant Tv... The local fashions, which remind me of taking a trip thru the Sears Catalogue from 1950's, programs about farm animals, the pumpkin crop, local wine making, fence building, protection from vampires...(and you DO USE GARLIC...and other very interesting programs, including creative ways to watch paint dry. But it is better of a choice, than just watching the blue screen of the TV with no picture....We had no programing......for a very simple reason, the batteries in the "clickers" were dead.
Somewhere around 1:30 Benno and I started the trek downtown, with his newly fix car that broke down on the way to Budapest. We were somewhere in the middle of nowhere...when the car broke down again. Afer a number of "Oh shits" and "I am tired of these fucking cars" and " I am gong back to Amsterdam next week." we got out and examined the motor. We found nothing...but logic had it..that the motor was not over heating, the battery and starter worked. no gas was leaking from under the card....thatl.....it must be the fuel pump or the fuel filter.
Benno called Tommy on the phone and he and Frank(Ferri) were there in minutes and found..in seconds the reason for the breakdown.....Some belt was broken, without which the electric system.

We all piled into the second car...which is also BENNOS, which he drove here from Spain..It is also on its last legs....but still running...After I threw out a pile of emplty beer cans from the front seat.....and ignored an ashtray filled to the top with cigarette butts....and more butts on the floor, we headed downtown Naykanitza for car parts and other thngs needed to complete the construction of BENNOS Brothers HOUSE. We first went to the OBI, there version of HOME DEPOT...and almost as larges as the ones in the STATES.....From there, we went to the car parts store....for the second time in three days....One item blew me away.....a complete exhaust system for BENNOS RED "LADA" a Russian inexpensive auto.....the cost for this system...including the pipes and muffler was around 20.00 TWENTY DOLLARS...Amazing.....in the STATES with installation it would have been 500...... From there we went to a Pub and had drinks....then Benno and I went into town, and the "BOYS" went on to the house to fix the car.
Our first destination was to go to a bank to exchange DOLLARS for Hungarian Forints...The banks charges all kinds of fees, asked for our address and wanted to see my passport......and got a hell of a lot less than i did in VERESHEGUHAZ dealing with Franks Father.......We then went to a restuarant...that had a high rating in a tourist book.......but was brought up by BENNO FIRST....A place called ROBNSONS....not a very Hungarian name, but the food was strictly HUNGARIAN....the MENU we were given was in HUNGARIAN....and was so many pages long, that if it was in ENGLISH, I would have had a hard time making a decision, but being in HUNGARIAN....it was so much more difficult.....even though I could read...half of them......i was more than curious what the other offers were.....We then got an additional menu in both ENGLISH and GERMAN.......and would you believe, it made more sense to me in HUNGARIAN......some of the terms were hysterical....they translations were horrible and incorrect.. There was one dish...with describe a stew of fruits of the sea and other sea "gadgets""' well, rocks, stones, sand, sea shells, sea weed, sunken ships,...are all sea gadgets..what in hell did they mean?
Other things like mushrooms pulled with rice.,....other phrases like "potatoes baking in the oven" There were a lot of things that were pulled. I ordered a platter...that was supposed to have steamed cabbage,,,and spareribs......I got very thick bacon and saurkraut.....Unfortunately I forgot to steal a menu, because there were so many funny mistakes.....if i go down town again, I will offer to buy a menu....or steal one with permission..
The soup was wonderful.....cream of garlic soup with cheese melted on top....the other platter was good...but nothing to write home about....a chicken cutlet(sauteed) and some kind of pork or beef cutlet, cucumber salad, roasted potaotes.......all good but not special.....Benno had a friend trout..supported by boiled potaotes....the fish in swimming position...and staring at BENNO... The meal was complete with a large apple PALACHINTA with almond sauce on top and whipped creme...well, it was good, but mine.....last night were much better. and teh ALMOSN sauce was yellow...and didn't taste like almond sauce....but it was good. But I am a very fussy person, when i go out to eat, I like food to be different and better than I can cook it....

After dinner we were going to an INTERNET CAFE, and then for more cake and cappuccino...when BENNO looked at his wtch and exclaimed "oh shit....Its almost 6 and we have to go to PishyBacchi's to get lumber for tomorrow and we are late....."So we raced down the the BUS station to find a bus to take us back to HOHOMKARCOM or what ever the name of this little Village is......we found the BUS station, found which bus to take, and they were talking loudly when he approached a rotary or a cirlce in the roastarted walking around......looking to spend 20 min...until the bus arrived...when the phone rang..It was...Frank and TOMMY....they would pick us up..instead of the bus....GREAT.....
In less than two minutes, there they were!!! In the broken down red car that we had left on the HIGHWAY 2 hours before......It is as they appeared in a flash of light....there was no way they could have driven....from the Village in that time....I never found out how there were able to get back to the car....bring back the FORD from SPAIN to their Village, and return to get us....and fix the car..all in the time that we had dinner...I said to BENNO, that was impossible.....he laughed.......and didn't ask how they did it.... Soon we were on our way back to the VILLAGE...BENNO was now driving....We approached a ROTARY or Circle in the ROAD and BENNO went around this circle three times.....and then..chose one of the roads.......We then dropped off the pair of miracle workers at the home of ATTILA....a young but heavily blacked bearded men, who also works on some of the property here.......and BENNO and I were off to PishyYBACCIS HOUSE.....(by the way....Bacchi means UNCLE....or a title that old men give themselves to younger people)

Pisshybacchi invited us in for a drink..."just one "pitzie"(tiny) drink.....but first before climbing the stairs to his home, he took us into what looked like a garage, half buried in the hill. It was not a garage....but a wine making house, and a wine cellar......He was one of the men who appeared a few days ago...to pick all of BENNOS grapes that were all over the property....and he showed us...the barrels they were now in....and fermenting...
We went upstairs, followed by a lovely sweet large dog named WHISKEY...that I had met a few times already.....He visits all the friendly people in the area, who love him and feed him.....and probably has a home...I was very happy to see himbecause I brought him a DOGGY BAG from ROBINSONS....his tail was wagging at warp speed as i fed him....(I will post photos when I can get onto the internet...) we then went upstairs and PishyBacci brought out a bottle of what he called "uibokor" or NEW WINE....It was white, went down smoothly, and had a good taste..It wasn't strong at all, stronger than mere grape juice,but not like regular wine..yet after a few glasses....i started feeling it.........then he insisted we have sausages and bread...and fresh paprikas..and more wine....and he started telling stories...., some of which Benno was able to translate.... He was a man in his 80's kind, with a twinkle in his eyes...and enjoyed the company...and I enjoyed the warm hospitality that is so, associated with Hungarians,,,especially the poorer ones. Benno got a call, now, inviting us down to the bar...to Meet TOMMY and Frank for a drink......Remember the BAR and General store ar both owned by the same guy in the village..and the two buildings ARE the village....and its where the bus stop from town. I was somewhat reluctant to go in,...this is a hillbilly VILLAGE, like the ones in KENTUCKY HILLS, where the people all make their wine and whiskey illegally at home...and are rough tough souls...BENNO said I have never seen anything like this, and it might be the worst bar on this planet...and i shouldn miss this .....I went in......TOMMY,FERRI, JOSIE_BACCHI(another worker that I met the day before) TOMMYS mother and father.....who were at dinner the night before....were all there...with one huge red bulbous nosed drunk.....and a skinny pocked marked GYPSEY....whose wife soon came in, yelled at him, he staggered over to her...and she grabbed his keys and left him there...in a fog,laughing..and there was one of blond guy there in overalls...a very
pleasant looking guy...No one there was intimidating...nor were there than many people there.
I had a beer and to my surprise the beer SOPRONI (beer from the town of SOPRON(pronouced SHOPRON) was very very mild.....and tasted less like beer than anything i have ever had.....and really nice.....The MOTHER, of Tommy and stood up and announced in HUNAGRAIN that MAURY.......Bennos friend is the KING of PALCINTA...referring to the dessert of the night before...and they toasted me and my cooking ability......I had another beer...Then TOmmys father....got up and put money into a KAREOKE Machine and started singing...for a while...The place was filled with laughter....and smoke....and more smoke...From there we went to TOMMYS HOUSE for more beer, more UIBORKOR brought in by Frank who made it.....himself......and was just happy as a little boy.....when i told him i really liked it a lot.....We drank wine and beer..then TOMMYS wife brought out open sandwiches of cheese and headcheese.....and we ate again.....and drank and laughed...and the smoke here too filled the room.....we stayed at TOMMYS The longest.....and had the most fun.....the laughing was great....I understood most of what was going on.........and surprisingly i didn't get drunk..not even really high....and so far no hangover....
The warmth of the evening.....in hospitality is something i am trying to convey. It was all real. The laughing.....and the giving of what they have to strangers.....this is an experience you cannot get as a tourist....You cannot buy this in a fancy hotel, or at fancy restaurants....its something that actually to ove 12 yearls to develop BENNO is a true friend.. an honest wonderful person......his character was immediate felt by the HUNGARIANS here...He treats them with fairness and kindness..which they know is real...and any friend of BENNOS becomes their friends.......
They know that I am an American and BENNO is Dutch....BUt when I told Frank that I am HUNGARIAN....he jumped up...and I got 2 kisses..one on each side of my neck..and wet ones.. I wonder if this means wer are engaged (LOl)
I have learned a few words this week that I have committed to my Hungarian Memory banks......"barat" friend is one of it... ALl of them couldn't remember my name, so many starting calling me BARAT..which is a great honor......

Hungarian Hillbillies Part TWP

Last night the computer was dead, although no services were held, i went to sleep, completely confused, why, why working perfectly for the first ten days of the vacation, it would restart after charging from the night before. The nite light at the pug in point went on, but the main switch which lights up wouldn't go on....and nothing at all worked. it seemed completely dead. No one touched it, dropped it...and even if it was attacked by the worst virus , the thing should have turned on at least and then, malfunctioned.
This morning i tried again,,,open the battery case and closed it a few times, pushed on all the wires again.....and this time ...well it was resurrected......and went on...and then a screen came up and said to click here if you want to FORCE CLOSING open programs....which I did and , well...here I am again typing, on this mysterious behaving computer....not connected to the internet because.....there is no WI FI, no phone line,.....and no paved road up this mountain for over a mile.

I was very anxious last night to sit down and write for several reasons...One, the satellite dish television doesn't work, and all the movies Benno has on tape are in FRENCH...and even if they were in ENGLISH...I dont think I wouldn't want to watch them anyway...So I could have entertained my self wile writing and my words were popping out of my brain and fingers after a very heart warming evening with Benno and the locals.....and a text message that he got from his brother in SPAIN, which read" ARE YOU OK....just heard about the Catastrophe in HUNGARY.....?Benno texted back...."what catastrophe?>> and the return message was vague.
I called my strore and asked RICH to check on the COMPUTER....it too was vague and said that 7 villages....were burried by some kind of chemical contaminated mud slide caused by some huge industry''and they mentioned the TOWN of SOPRON..where a relative owns a fancy hotel and restaurant....some places were over 2 feet buried in this contamination....people were killed....cars overturned.....and I was supposed to have gone and visited them!!!
Benno doesn't even have a radio that works......to find out what happened..but then again...even if it did I DONT UNDERSTAND ENOUGH HUNGARIAN TO LISTEN TO A FAST SPEAKING NEWS COMMENTATOR....NOT EVEN A SLOW SPEAKING ONE.
SO, NOW ITS 11 IN THE MORNING,,BENNO IS OUT WITH THE WORKERS WHO AREREBUILIND HIS PROPERTY...I STILL DO NOT KNOW...WHAT HAPPENED....but i think it was in another party of the COUNTRY......

So I sit here on top of a mountain, on an unpaved road, without tv,radio,internet and all the time in my cell phone was used up....which is impossible because.....according to FRANK, it is only 15 cents a minute.....and i just put in 25dollars.....and spoke no more than 20 min on the phone.... Either Frank was wrong, or they cheated me...put in a few dollars and pocketed the rest...So when BENNO returns, and we go down the mountain..we can find out, if the rest of the world is still there, and we haven't been invaded by Aliens, attacked by terrorists....or all just dreaming

Last night Benno invited a local family to dinner. Thomas, the DADDY is his main helper in the area....His wife, a very long haired and attractive Gypsy.....and his three children, who were between and and 12...were very cute and well behaved....and Grandma and Grandpa... The locals here all have something in common...they are poor, and s\smoke and drink heavily, and have a good sense of humor and love to be silly and laugh....something that your author inherited from being part of Hungarian bloodline...I really think it is genetic....From stories that I heard about my grandfather, remembering COUSIN GEORGE who was always drinking and laughing hysterically, my self, my nephew CARY ....we all seem to have a touch of the ridiculous, love laughing, cooking, all kinds of creativity.....and then there is the serious side, which comes out in our writing, political stance, and sense of right and wrong..Of course the word LIBERAL can be ascribed to us,we might have been liberal if we had been Italian or Peruvian as well, who knows.

Earlier in the day Benno was defrosting the chicken that he was gong to cook...But this chicken seemed to have four legs instead of two.....When I questioned him it turned out it wasn't a chicken at all, but it was a rabbit.......actually two rabbits that Thomas, father had given to him......they raise rabbits..which they sell and it makes up part of their meager income. Well, I like animals...and cute furry little rabbits is no inlcuded in my normal diet, nor would I order rabbit in a restaurant.. I pet rabbits not eat them...but when in ROME one must do what the ROMANS, do (or if you are in Alaska, when in NOME....do what the Nomans do..and that includes having sex with Eskimos...)the last joke was contributed by JOhn...who is now in cha
rge of the store while I am gone....as he told an ex employee who now lives in NOME

Sorry for going off on tangents, but that is so typically me...........

Back to the rabbits......Benno sauteed them first...and the put them into larger pots, adding water, tomatoes,green pepper,paprika (of course PAPRIKE this is HUNGARY home of PAPRIKA) salt,pepper, rosemary and thyme, red wine. onion, carrot,......and it cooked for two hours.....oh, and some huge mushrooms......cant leave them out...and it smelled wonderful......but to my dismay, it still was RABBIT..and instead of the bunny eating the carrot...they were cooking together side by side.......................................

While Benno was dong his thing with the BUNNYs.....i was peeling apples and winter pears that we pulled off the trees earlier...I then sauteed them in Current Juice, sugar ,lemon juice,cinnamon,grated lemon rind and orange rind..until they were soft, but not mushy...and put them too cool

Benno made a great salad with greens, tomatoes, black and green Spanish olives,and fresh blue cheese....and a pot of rice large enough to feed everyone in the country....I sauteed a n onion till it was almost black to put on top of the rice..to give it some flavor.....

But the best was yet to come...I made Palacintas..the traditional Hungarian pancake...or crepe or blintz.... Instead of coming to Hungary to eat them, i made them...and to the surprise of the locals.....they were fabulous.....
I took farmer cheese that is a cross between cream cheese, ricotta.......and mixed in sugar, vanilla, cinnamon, and sour Hungarian Cherries called MEGGY....if i had some almond flavoring i would have added that too... The topping, was half a jar of these sour cherries and its juice..cooked up with lemon juice, orange juice, and both of their grated rinds..then thickened with a teaspoon of flour.....
So i made the thin crepes, fillld them with the cherry cheese mixture, and put the thicked cherry sauce on top. served with the Pear Apple compote with real whipped cream....the desserts were masterpieces...that you would expect in a Gourmet establishment, the RABBIT as well.....and the dinner was a FOUR STAR meal, in a kitchen that doenst have a fridge...(its in the wine cellar)

The Grandad, that gave Benno the Rabbit, brought in a bottle of his new Wine...in a soda bottle. It was a month old....and tasted like carbonated grape juice, but it had a little kick to it......It was hardly wine....yet not a a soft drink.....but to my surprise...they added COKE to it.....I didn't get it...it added nothing to the taste, but took away the nice grape taste??? Well when in ROME>........

Other wine was brought out...white wine, red wine, and some local beer....and a bottle of COMPONA....a drink that was creamy chocolate cherry......hmmmm i had a few shot glasses of it, a little of the new red wine ,and it made me relaxed.

I forgot to mention that the boy MARCO, about 12...is already a veggie-tarian....He wouldn't eat the rabbit.....and didn't want the mushrooms in the stew, but i think he ate the rice and sauce and salad....and he didn't want to eat the PALACINTAS with the cheese and cherries...just plain pancakes and JAM.... Being poor in one way helps being a vegetarian...because here...meat is so much more expensive than veggies....but i pray he remains healthy.....In Budapest...the Socialized medicine seems to work, but in the backwaters...in the mountains, far away from the large city...it doenst. Grandpa needs a new hip..he limps and is in pain.....and they wont help him.

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Hungarian Hillbillies....a five part Blog series

The Adventure starts again..NO, this is not another script for a BATMAN MOVIE.....but the adventure of MAURY in Europe.....Co staring BENNO BREUKERS, formerly of down town Amsterdam......with whom i have been doing business for over a decade...Starting on that infamous day 9/11, when business all over the world started its decline......especially antique dealer......we only had sent one container...WHY....business declined, the auctions, died, lack of money, and styles of what people changed. They no longer want the Dutch and Eastern European Furniture......mosty stripped pine, or ARMOIES , carved furniture....and so much of what used to sell......
Benno closed his store, before i closed my Clifton store....and the Paterson Warehouse. He had started selling oak used furniture to the rich on the SPANISH Riviera in MARBELLA Spain...with his brothers...but the slimy Moroccan and Spanish dealers screwed him every chance they got....and he finally gave up....He is a very honest man, and couldn't play the games...they played in the true MID EASTERN STYLE.......Benno went back to Amsterdam....and then four months ago bought some property, in HUNGARY. He has been here with a few workers rebuilding the houses....which are incredible bargains, and very quaint.....to put it mildly...And even though their primitive nature....i love it...and will think to buy a few also......
I am in a town called HOMOKONNICO...OR SOMETING LIKE THAT...... and even thought the name of the town starts with a homo......there is no GAY BAR......Not even a gas station.....there is a general store and a bar...each only open 2 hours a day....and 6 houses....which make up the downtown...The rest is an "area" not a town.as soon as you make a turn at the BAR.....and.....store (both owned by the same guy....the road no longer exists...We drove over roads, as primitive as covered wagons....that went from NYC to California....the only difference is the danger....no danger from INDIANS.....but drunk Hungarians....who drive on this mega pothole filled "path" that is dirt...with a little grass growing down the middle of it, like a Mohawk green haircut......Driving here might be safer at night...because of all the turns and twists and potholes...so if another car is coming around the bend...you will be notified in advance by the headlights..as long as they remembered to turn them on..which is not necessarily the case. Benno said they are often really wiped out on wine, whiskey and home made PALINKA....a clear,vodka looking drink...that is like the American ALCOHOL that the hillbillies in Kentucky and Tennessee make......one or two drinks and you are hallucinating.....the difference, is that PALINKA.....has a good taste'
This is truly an adventure....we are two miles off the nearest paved road....and it would be some type of maze, if i had to get out of here myself without a Sherpa guide, or a Saint Bernard...with a Barrel of Palinka under his chin....Not only is the road unpaved, and filled with craters from asteroids from distant Star Systems.....but the road is narrow... HOW NARROW..I have no idea what would happen in some parts if two cars arrived at the same time. The road is about. as wide as a small car, assuming that at least one of the drivers was sober, they would back up. and try to find an area, so the other car cold pass...if should be a truck..... they would have to wait until the local government widens the road.....Or both drivers would get out of the car....either have a fist fight...or just pull out a bottle of Palinka and start toasting each other.....

This house, as most of the other houses in this area....the hills and mountains of HUNGARY.....about 18 miles from the AUstrian, Croatian, and Slovenian borders..are all summer homes built buy middle to upper class COMMUNISTS after ww2.. The workers of certain status...were given a hectacre of land(not sure what size that is) and many of them built these little houses them selves......primitive, with outhouses...no heating systems,shy of a potbelly stove...that really looks like a robot ...without a head..made of embossed iron..with a little door...a little drawer to let in air and catch ashes...and up on 4 simple iron legs....it is placed in a hole in the wall that separates two of the three rooms. and heats the place up well......Benno didn't like the outhouse that much, so he had his workers install a shower in the kitchen....and a toilet bowl....Yes in the kitchen, because that is where the plumbing is.... and their seemed to be more room their than in the living room or bedroom...If you are eating dinner...the only problem is that if one has to go to the bathroom....everyone would have to get up and go into the living room and close the door....to prevent instantaneous nausea......If they didn't leave the kitchen and someone decided to sit one the throne, the ensuing scene..would be something from a MEL BROOKS MOVIE...people munching a large turkey leg, others drinking wine out of a long stemmed glass,, other eating with the fork...or munching on a piece of bread....while the farts flew...and the fumes overcame the company......could be a very hysterical scenario......you would find the people fainting....getting sick, swooning.......and looking horrified....or the opposite........they continue to eat as if nothing unusual was going on.....Thei conversation might be very intellectual.....pausing once or twice..when a loud burst.....came forth from the bowl area...and one of the refined women would say....I am sorry I didn't hear that.......about the sound of the faRT...would you repeat please.....

I have lost track of time....I havent been in HUngary since Susan and Franks BABY my GOD DAIGHTER...was a month or two old.....and the last timeI was in Amsterdam with Benno was several yeas before that.....but....although I put on weight, and Bennos hair is much thinner and now all silver grey.....our relationship, our timing, our sense of humor hadn't missed a beat.. We were laughing with the same fervor as ever...and on the very same wavelength.
I have been complaining about my memory for a few years now.....can't remember where i put that pen down....or the cup of coffee...or an important paper......minutes after having them...but when we started talking....my memory suddenly reappeared....as if i was a cell phone, with almost no more charge.....and then out of know where....my batteries were charges and everything became clear.. I remember people, places...and even pieces of furniture..in detail from ten years ago....I remembered someone that I saw in Brussels on a Street corner.....briefly...at a red light.....that I would have loved to meet......I remembered things we ate in various cities... and laughs that we had a decade ago. This laughter....and...friendship recharged my depleted batteries......as we walked about reinventing the importing business...refine what we buy.....now to the taste of the next generation.....the children of the generation past...

íi am now in an íinternet ÍCAFE..in the middle of nowhere...

I HAVE WRITTEN A HUGE AMOUNT OF BLOGS......BUT CANT SEND THEM YET.......I AM IN A LOVELY PART OF HUNGARY...SOMETHING LIKE THE HILLS AND DALES OF EASTERN KENTUCKY..WHERE THE PEOPLE HERE...ARE LIKE HILLBILLIES, FRIENDLY, MAKE THEIR OWN WINE AND PALINKAÍÍÍÍ8WHITE LIGHTENING9 WHERE DRINKING IS AN AVOCATION....AND WARM HOSPITALITY IS A QUALITY THAT HAS BEEN REFINED AND PERFECTED.....DETAILS WILL FOLLOW.
JUST BRIEFLY, I AM LIVING ON THE TOP OF A MOUNTAIN.....IN A MODEST HOUSE, BUT IS SO RELAXING....AND JUST WHAT THE DR ORDERED..
AS SOON AS I CAN GET TO AN INTERNET ACCESS..YOU WILL BE ABLE TO READ..IN DETAIL ALL ABOUT HUNGARY......AND THE MILD ADVENTURES...

vac up?(Pronounced Vatz ) walking in a 15thc town,The DANUBE

Sunday in HUngary.....went to the ancient town of VAC........had increidble PASTRIES THAT LOOKED LIKE WORKS OF ART.....HATE THE MOST CHOCOLATY CHOCOLATEICE CREAM IN THE WORLD...AND TOOK A WALK DOWN THE THE DANUBE RIVE TO WATCH THE SUN SET, THE DICKS FLOCK, AND THE FERRIES....CROSS WITH PASSENGERS AND CARS.....WILL POST PHOTOS LATER.....saw a great movie from ENGLAND...Sherlock Holmes....not the new one with ROBERT DOWNEY JR...but an all ENglish cast...no violence..cloak and dagger and cleverness..rather than all the HOLLYWOOD glamour..with no thought into it.
Never heard of any of the actors...and its part of three already made serials...for TV.....
From here on in we know..that Sherlock Holmes...was better knowsn as MISS HOlmes...as the waiter asked him if DR WATSON WS HIS DATE, and he would put out candles to make it more romantic.. His sexual proclivities had no part in the movie at all. although almost in the openeing scene, he is beating a corpse in the morgue...under the guidance of a lady.....who worked their......with his riding crop. There was some kindof quick explanation...but it was so wierd, i paid no attention to the words......it happened to fast.
This movie however...was a SHERLOCK HOLMES mystery, but took place last year.....they bring the characters up to 2009..and all the modern gadgets like cell phones, GPS and other things entered the plot...but his thinking ability is what solves the crimes...
It was about the first two days that Watson and HOlmes hook up.....so we do not yet know if they were an item...but they took to each other quite well...even though their personalities are very....ferbisseneh , bitter and wierd.....(that word is Yiddish for bitter)
AFter seeing this movie.I am sure the wroters of the MENTALIST got their ideas from HOl

MES way of thinking, and deductions...

Last night i saw two other movies......one is called KICK ASS...about a nerd who wants to become a super hero.....and almost gets killed immediatley.....then gets involved with something he couldnt handle...and gets saved by an 11 year old girl who wears a purple wig...and a silly costume..and she is a hit man(woman)(KID) he knows karated, how to shoot, throw knives, and ropes and all types of other things...and tricks....Her fater dresses like BAT MAN..and is an ex cop who was sent to jail by a drug dealer freind of the chief of POLICE...who is dirty....he comes outof jail and seeks revenge for his wifes suicide while incarcerated....He teaches his little girl to become a very clever vicious killer...so sill and far fetched.....The Big MAFIA criminal....wants this super hero...the KID DEAD(he thinks he is intgerfering with his frug business.and is not)...THe final few minutes are awesome...He and the BAt man character get captured, after the MAFFICA son, posing as another superhero leads them to the NERD called KISS ASS.....wll everythine almost gets beaten and burned to death....but is saved by the 11 year old..who shuts the lights and kills all the bad guys with a infrared scope...kills 50 guys.......some with guns, some knives, japanese throwing stars, ropes...etc......Then she avows to revenge her fathers death.....(he burned in the fire) Kick ass escapes with the girl.....She takes on the mafic single handed on the top floor of their skyscrpaer in NYC....she kills the door men,....then takes on everyone on the penthouse floors...kills almost all of them. The bodygaurd has a bazooka.....well, he aims at the little girl, when at the last moment..KICK ASS flies in a jet powered suit over the top of the building and comes in blasting two built in machines guns to his jet powered seats......PROABBLY the most far fetches movie ever....that almost seems real.
The good parts were when he finally gets laid..in public, when the girl find s out he isnt gay....(he looked so gay in that suit...all skin tight, and and had a hood that went over his head...and he showed "everything"front and back.....
The little girl kills the big fat black bodygaurd, and after the mafia chieftan beats her up with a combination of karate kicks and punches...she jumps up and grabs the bazooka and blows him..thru the penthouse glass doors....in flames and he explode over the nyc skyline......
The Mafia chiefs son,,was a real flaming queen, in a red costume and red hair.......Kick ass and the Ex cop just about broke up the drug business and burnt down all of the guys businesses....inlcuind the lumber yard where they had a huge microwave to dry wood, and kill enemies..they show them microwaving on guy and his head exploded......gushing blood and flesh and goo all over the door...yummmmmmm
But at the very end.....the son...dressed in an ORANGE SUPER HERO UNIFORM.....he lets you know there will be a sequel to this movie....It was so very bad.....I LOVED IT!!!!
a movie is entertainment...The acting doenst have to win awards, nor does the plot..It was so bad it was great...funny...and ther ewere some parts that you had to figure out.....it really KICKED ASS

Anotoher terrible movie that i LIKED...was Bruce WILLIS in COP OUT.....another good guys bad guys, cops with a good buddy partner..who gets suspended for screwing up...but continues on the case and solves it.....Lots of violence...drugs, jokes, poor acting....but it was fun

SATURDAY IN THE HUNGARFIAN SUBURBS

WE JUST GOT BACK FROM THE BEAR SANCTUARY....FED A FEW HUGE GRIZZLY BEARS...AND SOME OTHER GOLDEN COLORED BEARS HONEY ON A STICK.....THEY LOOKED SO CUDDLY......AND FOLLOWED US.......ON THEIR SIDE OF THE FENCE.....I DIPPED A STICK INTO HONEY AND THEY SLUPPED IT OFF.....THEY SEEM SO TAME....BUT NEVERTHELESS....THANK GOD FOR THE FENCE...AND...IT IS ALSO WIRED FOR ELECTRIC..SO IF THEY TRIED TO CLIMB OVER...THEY WOLD GET THEIR BEAR BALLS SHOCKED!!!
THEY ALSO HAD WOLVES...WHO....LIKED THE HONEY...BUT WHEN THE WOLVES CAME NEAR THE BEARS..WHEN EATING THE HONEY, THE BEARS HAD A SHIT FIT AND GROWELED AND STOMPED...AND SHOOK THE GROUND...IT WAS REALLY SCARY.....THE WOLVES TOOK OFF....BUT NOT VERY FAR..THEN THE BEAR GAVE A REPEAT PERFORMANCE....TO SHOW WHO IS BOSS.........BOTH BEAR AND WOLVES REMAINED IN TACT......THE WOLVES FOLLOWED US AROUND THE ENTIRE PERIMETER OF THE ZOO,,,,,
IF SOMEONE HAD ANY OF THESE WOLVES AT HOME...I WOULD ASSUME IT WAS A DOG..SOME KIND OF GERMAN SHEPPARD....THESE WERE IN THE WILD...AND NORMAL TO THIN.....A FEW SEEMED BETTER FED......THEY DIDNT SEEM SCARY AT ALL.....WHT WAS SURPRIZING WAS THAT WHEN ONE WOLF WAS EATING..AND ANOTHER CAME BY, HE WASNT CHASED AWAY.......ONE TIME, THEY TOOK TURNS LICKING THE STICK.....HMMMMMM, MAYBE THEY USED TO MAKE WOLF PORN!!
FOR LUNCH SUSAN MADE HOMEMADE SAUSAGE.....BUT MADE IN THE PLACE OF ONE OF HER ASSOCIATES... ONE WAS BLOOD SAUSANGE, ONE LIVER AND ONE REGULAR....ALL WERE UNLIKE ANYTHING WE GET IN THE STATES....
SUZIE, ANN.....MY GOD DAUGHTER......SAID"THIS IS THE FIRST TIME THAT SHE IS GOING TO SEE THE BEARS WITH HER GODFATHER......I REPLIED"THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I AM GOING TO SEE THE BEARS WITH MY GOD DAUGHTER.............AND THE bEARS MUST HAVE SAID...HMMMMM THIS IS THE FIRST TIME WE SAW BOTH OF THEM TOGETHER.......AND THE CHEAP AMERICAN BOUGHT INFERIOR HONEY//////AS IF HE DIDNT THINK WE WOULD KNOW......SO WE WILL ACT LIKE CUTE LITTLE TEDDY BEARS, LICK THE STICK......BUT WE WOULD EAT HIM HEAT TO TOE..IF WE GOT HOLD OF ANY OF THEM....YUM...TOURISTS. (IF I CAN FIGURE OUT HOW TO PUT A PHOTO ON THIS BLOG I WILL!!)

























THIS MORNING.... I went to the Saturday market in TOWN.....its amazing...the town was lined up and down with booths.....Half selling fresh fruits and veggies...some of the most healthy specimens...not like we see in the Supermarkets back home.....for example radishes...the size of lemons, and everything look so healthy.....one lady had large boxes of incredible mushrooms...the type you buy in a tiny plastic contianer at the A&P, and you have to apply for a mortgage to buy it.....
i understand the use of the money...as long as there are prices on things, i can buy them... i bought some home made strudels...cabbage, sour cherry, poppy seed and cabbage....i was almost salavating over them....until i tasted them....My brain chemistry tasted them prior to eating them.....and they were a great dissapointment...MAURY can outcook these peasants.....the APPLE strudel has no taste at all....I think they used plastic or used apples..... The cabbage strudle was the best.....it was so good, Frank and SUASAN didn't have to buy gas for their car.
Today i am going to a BEAT and WOlf Sanctuary........i bought honey...and will feed the bears....honey on a stick.......and hope to take photos.........
i have been resting a lot....well needed.....Frank and SUSAN have two GORGEOUS children.......and smart and full of personality.......and a hungarian dog.....a PULI...it looks like a RASTAfarian.......dog..with dreadlocks hanging all over it...almost to the ground.....and you cannt see its eyes......He lookies like a black mop....with 4 legs.....he is very friendly and lovable.....good with the kids ...his name is MOOKIE.....and he also gets along well with their cat MITZIE.....and luckily they both ignor...their two guinea pigs......Shadow and Louis Seifer....they are both adorable...and when they want food they hum and grunt and purr and really know how to commujnicate.....and when someone goes to the refrigerator...they get all excited and started singing...........so this place is a mini zoo..two young kids.....2 Rodents, a dog and a cat and one mad antique dealer......
I went into town a few times, but no sight seeing....just shopping......with Frank......Tomorrow are the elections,,,which are getting dirty.......the police or security...are in town.......One of the canidates got an email...a threat on his life....Frank was called in to trace the email.....to its source(he is a computer expert) and they caught the person..........today Frank had a meeting with the top Security of the COUNTRY at his school.....(I was not invited)........i yet to find out what happened.......

The Stuffed CABBAGES are in Bloom, The Bears will be fed...&other Hungarian News

I am in the land of the elsusive stuffed cabbage of life...Hungary. Where the smallest restuarant, street vendor.....serves incredible gourmet food. Where "CAKE HOUSES" differ from Bakeries....in that what are in their lit cases, are jewels of what we wouuld think of as French PASTRIES....small morsels....of incredible edibles..cake with cream, fresh fruit, marsipan and a tremensous amount of creativity...Most cake houses also serve home made icecream, whose flavor makes HAGGENDAZ an inferior brand....
So far i did a very strange thing...I rested.....more rest in a few days, that I got in a year at home...I crashed....Once here I couldnt stay awake.....which means, this trip was long needed... No phones to answer....customers to argue or bargin with......I know my store is in good hands....with good people...who often do better with me away.....
Today, we are going to a BEAR and Wolf Sanctuary right here in this cute little town ov Vereshegyhaz, a suburb of Budapest...about the same distance as HOHOKUS is from NEW YORK CITY...Used bears and wolves from all over Europe are sent here....to spend the rest of their lives in peace and harmony....all different flavor bears....are here..and they seem to get along......how interesting.. MAybe we can learn something from these vicious animals> Later, I am going to greet them, with a large stick that i stick into a jar of honey....they will come to the fence and lick the honey off the stick.......and for those of you who dont know...i am scared shitless of bears...so this will be quite an experience.....The wolves only eat meat....but i forgot to bring a bag of REpublicans with me to throw over the fence.....sorry wolves, next time... I wonder if they will eat fillet of Pallin, leg of Limbaugh, and neck of BECK.
You know how we Americans always think we have the biggest and best of everything...? Well, i went to a store...in Bedapest outskirts...called AUCHAN...its sort of a FRENCH Walmart...but its so big.....Once you are in, you can see the other side of the store..if you have binoculars...It must be at least a quarter of a mile long....The food department...for example....as two long aisles....just for SALAMIS of Europe.......Can you imagine a few hundred feet of different salamis......the meat aisle is a few hundred feet long...with every part of every animal there.....incliding rabbit fillets, rabbit stew meat, rabbit legs, and a packet of sealed rabbit livers....every part of the pig was there.....ears, legs, tails, noses, heads, bones, stomach, livers,hearts....the only item that was vaccuum packes were pig assholes.....which i heard they bread and deep fry and call them some kind of pretzle....
They had a huge delidepartment........with every type of ham, bologna, roast beef, pig and other things, all kinds of PATES,sliced cheese....thing you dont ever see in America...and maybe we dont want to see them..some were probably 99 percent chloresterol....and made from brains, blood,internal organs....and left over Nuclear waster from Chernobel....I wanted to get close to the case, but there was a line not to be believed....and only two creepily slow workers behind the counter......I wantd to buy some of the pates,which we rarely see.......and cant afford....I think the food prices on most items is roughly half American prices....except soda...is about the same.>>>>.
The had a huge fish tank...but instead of LOBSTERES that we are used to seeing..this tank was filled with live fish....they were all CARP......but the tank had more fish in it than water..It was cruel and sad...The fish were actually touching each other....hardly any room to move around.....and it was filled from top to bottom....right to left....like sardines in a can..with a few drops of water...This is cruel......
Hungarians love jam and jelly......when I grew up we always had strawberry,apricot and Prune "lekvar" in the refrigerater..and Grandma would always drink coffee and have jam on rye bread....as she told me stories about her homeland....Hungary.....niether of us would have dreamed that someday....I wouuld be schlepping around HUngary....not as a tourist.......buying Jelly and jam at stores and flea markets.......Well this store...had a huge selection of JAms and Jellys from all over EUrope.....and at the Market in the Street today....ladies were selling their homemade concoctions.....
TOday, Saturday...is market day in the streets of VERESHEGYHAZ...a suburb 18 miles from Budapest.... The streets are lines with tables, tents,booths, or just blankets on the ground displaying their wares......Half of the market is Fresh fruits and veggies...and a very healthy selection....the other half is all kinds of clothing and accessories, table cloths and other fabric things...and the third half is everything else from used crap, to toys,kitchen wares and other useless bargains......it was fun to walk around....many of the Merchants were Gypsies...true died in the wool Gypsies...those who Hitler threw into the ovens with the JEWS...for the same crime....just being who they were..
Their reputation is somewhat steriotypically correct. They used to travel around in wagons, steal local children to keep their DNA mixed so their wouldnt have too much inbreeding...and they were experts at shop lifting......and stealing just about anyting..