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VEGAN IN HUGARY: 14 ACCIDENTALLY VEGAN HUNGARIAN RECIPES

Ostensibly, Hungarian cuisine looks like it’s going to be a right nightmare for vegans – like hello this country seems to be in a gastronomic polyamorous marriage with pork (‘kolbász’, ‘szalonna’, ‘sertéspörkölt’, etc.) and sour cream (‘tejföl’). Fortunately, when you scratch the surface, you’ll uncover a vegan goldmine full of fresh, local fruit and veg; delicious, filling stews; and, of course, first-class wine. Thanks to the rona, a trip to Hungary might not be possible for you right now, neither will a list of  foods to try in Budapest . But, what you can (hopefully) do is take a trip to your kitchen. All the recipes below could be made by an idiot (I know because I’m an idiot and I’ve made them), so take your physical trip to the kitchen, and (with the help of a food high) take an imaginary trip to Hungary through your stomach. If you’re an actual real live Hungarian, but new to veganism, hopefully this blog post will surprise you! So without further ado, let us see what vegan Hu

Author Wendy Corsi Staub stops by... (& a Giveaway - closed)

CONGRATS TO LUCKY WINNER – MARY! NYT bestseller Wendy Corsi Staub is the award-winning author of more than seventy published novels and has sold more than three million books worldwide. Under her own name, Wendy achieved bestselling status with her single title psychological suspense novels. She also writes women’s fiction under the pseudonym Wendy Markham. And here she is with an interesting guest post … The other day, as I was writing my new thriller, the electrician was here working on the wiring. He had to shut down the internet for a few hours, he said—would that be a problem? I didn’t think it would. Even though I was on the computer, I was writing a book—not surfing or emailing. Let me tell you, those hours made me realize just how dependent I, as an author, have become on the internet. As I constructed the scenes of my thriller, it seemed that every few minutes, I would forget and click over to the internet to look up some fact that would make my book more authentic—or my d