An artist party at the Danube

When we were staying with the Uncle of Kati in the bend of the Danube, to visit the mediaval fest (over which I will tell more in a later posting) we were invited to join a party of artists for artists, which was held in a small village that evening.

So we arrived at seven o' clock in the evening at the town hall, which was the location of the party. In the town hall, there was an exhibition of paintings and sculptures of several attending artits. Kati's uncle, Simmi, who is a blacksmith, was working outside on the stone soup, which was prepared according to the legend of stone soup. A huge kettel was hanging above an open fire and two lady's where cutting a very wide range of fresh vegetables.

Also outside there were some small exhibitions where they showed pottery and literature. Plus there was a stage for some performances.

At seven thirty, the party was officialy opened by the major. In fluent hungarian, he explained the program of the evening, the history of the stone soup and of course, where you could find the drinks. After a thorough translation from Kati, the big lines where clear for me.

After the soup the evening would start with cabaret, then with a local singer, after that a pantomine and finally a closing speech from the major again.

There were three types of drinks: white wine, red wine and beer. These were situated on a small table and on this table you could also pay. There was a small basket and if you took a bottle, you just put the corresponding value in the basket. It was not possible to drink by the glass, you had to buy a bottle.



The cabaret seemed OK to me, because a lot of people were laughing. I liked the singer very much, he had a Boudewijn de Groot style of singing, which appealed to me a lot. When I told Ferri and Kati very enthousiastic that I really liked the singer, they were completly surprised! They didn't like him, because his lyrics were very depressing and full of contempt.

The pantomine was very good for me, because with this performance the local people did not have a language advantage and because of that, I could enjoy it in the same way as the locals.

The closing speech of the major ended a perfect evening