|Transylvanian vioara cu goarne fiddles in Dorel Codobon's workshop, Rosia, Romania.
Yes, it has been too long since a blog post, and since we are about to make our annual migration to the New York I should at least cover my tracks. First off... I didn't want to post yet another blog about somebody dead. Hey - we are all gonna kick the bucket someday, right? No need to completely surrender all the column space to old Baron Samedi. What do my readers want? Goulash and fiddles. At least I think that is the core audience. And so... goulash and fiddles it shall be, at least until we get to New York and Chinese noodles and chicken and okra and Dominican meringue accordion to distract me. Next week, at least.
|Goulash ala Marius Mihut: the real deal. Cihei, Romania.
|Traian Ardelean, Dorel Codoban, and Ghica at Negreni, 2008.
|Zoe gets a lesson on resonator adjustment.
|Mistia and Marius in his workshop.
|Lunch among wonderful folks.
|Smoked duck leg and bean goulash. Last weeks lunch at our house.
|Mici: they taste better than they look.
I have eaten thousands of these little meatwads all over the Balkans - from Turkish version kofte to the divine cevapcici of Bosnia, and as far as I know these are first I have ever eaten made from wild game. Now, feral wild pigs are quickly overrunning the United states - especially in the US South, in Texas and Louisiana where they have become a major economic disaster for agriculture... and now they have shown up in Northern states like New Jersey as well. This is the solution. Shoot them and make Romanian sausages from them. After Zoe found the vioara of her dreams we headed towards Mera, a village near Cluj which hosted the Mera World Music Festival in August. (More on that later.)
|Stay at the world's only Resonator Violin Hotel!
|Downtown Lazuri at rush hour.