“I would like to taste a Hungarian wine, something dry and minerally.”

“Sir, we only serve Hungarian wines here.”

“Fantastic!”

Vinikli, one of my new favorite places here. It’s a wine bar and a bike shop, and a coffee shop, and it’s not far from where I live in the city. My son Matthew, who is a biking fanatic, and who arrives here next week, is going to live there, basically. This I predict.

By the way, I went out today to replenish the sourdough supply from Aran Bakery, which makes the best sourdough I have ever tasted, ever, ever, ever.