What a full day. We started off badly, by missing another flea market and then going to the National History Museum, but not entering it because the prehistoric artifacts section was closed.
We were both in a foul mood, but agreed to Uber up the hill to the National Art Museum. At around 11:00. We started by going through the European Art section, which included several exceptionally fine paintings. Here are my favorite three paintings.
We were really hungry by the time we completed seeing the European collection and picked the closest restaurant we could find, the artichoke café at the end of the colonnade of the building just south of the Art Museum and an old church.
We each ordered the only hot dish offered, a piece of dark bread toasted and garnished with a scoop of guacamole, a poached egg, some spinach leaves, a sprinkle of black sesame seeds and sun dried tomatoes. We ate the dish ravenously and each of us had a raw juice. Suzette’s was Apple, celery, and one other ingredient. I drank an orange, carrot, and turmeric juice.
Revived! We returned for the other half of the tour, which was the Romanian art. We took this rather quickly, since we were not familiar with any of the artists except Brancusi. The Brancusi exhibit was like the Giacometti exhibit in Paris, because it exhibited early formative works before he reached his full mature style and several models of his minimalist works.
We left the museum and walked down hill and stopped for a chocolate mousse pastry and an Old Mount Cider at a small pastry shop near the Grand Continental Hotel. We then walked into Old Town to an antique store Suzette found on google but it was closed. We continued down through Old Town retracing our path toward the history museum. We stopped at the indoor bazaar that we had seen in the morning that was now fully open with its different booths stocked by different vendors. There was nothing of interest to either of us.
Finally, we walked back to the apartment around 3:30 and I collapsed into bed for a 1 1/2 hour nap.
When I got up I showered and dressed and Aaron arrived and Monika came in her car and drove us to the Mega Supermarket at the Bucharest Mall, where we bought $75.00 of groceries and wine to make several breakfasts and lunches for the two proposed road trips and several breakfasts.
Monika drove us back to the apartment and then went to deliver her two children to their father’s home for a custody exchange and met us at a metro stop near her ex-husband’s apartment. We took a metro and then an Uber to Beraria, a massive restaurant located next to a large park. The inside must seat 1000, but it was empty. Almost that number of patrons were seated outside in a large beer garden. We were shown to a table near a stage and ordered food and beer. It was must night, which meant that 1 liter carafes of wine must were being sold for $5.00 each. Aaron and I fetched a liter, while Monika ordered ½ liter of local beer and a Suzette ordered a cocktail. We also ordered food. Suzette and I ordered a roasted pork shank with fried potatoes and red cabbage and a bowl of vegetable borscht. Aaron ordered a Pork schnitzel and Monika ordered a plate of lamb sausage with fried potatoes and roasted peppers and a basket of chicken fritters. When the food came it was overwhelming. None of us could finish our plates, so we asked our waiter to pack up the leftovers.After another beer for each of Aaron, Monika, and Suzette we finished eating and drinking at 10:00 and taxied back to the apartment, where we said goodnight to Aaron and Monika, who were going to go out dancing.
We put the PPIs into the fridge and crawled into bed and went to sleep full of German food and beer and wine must.
The wine must was sweet, because it had not progressed very far in its fermentation process and probably had not been inoculated with any yeast.
Bon Appetit
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