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RE: Craft Fair for MarketFriday - Part 2

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I love that you love Market Friday. I really do. It seems so silly but I love to see all the markets from all over the world. I especially love that you always try to show off Romania and it's traditional Values that have sometimes been left behind for the newer. It is so awesome to walk through the market with you.

I especially love that first picture where gave you a sample of what you were going to see at the craft fair period part one was amazing and so I look very forward to part 2. Oh my gosh yes yes! The sausage products and salamis. I remember those so well from when I was in Romania and many of the other Slavic countries. It is a fact that at one time it is a fact that it one time Romania was coming this but I think you and Dan @bluemoon are the only two that I ever acknowledged having been anything else. It's a real fact of life and sometimes it Bears remembering so that history should never repeat itself.

You are such a temptress with all those Delicacies. The cheeses the breads all things yummy and delicious. The sweet bread and sponge cake that you were looking for the words I believe would be called sponge cake. There are very few things that we refer to as sweet bread. That is more of European phrase. I look at those Wooden Spoons fondly because I bought many while I was there and as a matter of fact I went to a fair yesterday, sort of like the crafts Fair although it's called the mother earth Fair and I bought, you guessed it, a wooden spoon. There's just something about them that I love. Especially when I am watching the girl carpet right in front of my very eyes. Hand done crafts are always the best in my opinion. I can feel the love in them.

The thin waffle. Oh my gosh. Now you've got me. It has been so long, so very long since I have had one, I can no longer remember the taste. The only thing I do remember is that it tasted good. And yes if it were up to me I would be taking potato bread and and put in a little butter on it and eating it right there. I do love my bread. I guess to be honest I do love my food. That's an amazing selection of cheeses and Foods first and Cheese's and cheeses and cheese. I could live on cheese.

It is so nice to find a place that is proud of their Heritage and their traditional dress. I can remember going to Transylvania and seeing more of the traditional clothing than anywhere else in Romania. Of course that is only my opinion and it is the places that I traveled, so I may be totally wrong on that.

The wooden toys have always been the very best and they are made did he passed on and on which is what we all want, right? And it goes without saying that I love those painted plates and could walk away easily with a few of them. How anybody can paint like that is beyond me, but we both know if they're perfect they probably are not hand-painted. Although I have to be honest and say that some people are that good. Not this person but I am sure there are people. How amazing that they had everything there that one could want. From jams and juice to cosmetics, cheese and salami bread and beautiful crafts. This was an amazing day, I am sure and I am so happy that you took us along with you. I love your Market Friday posts and you always strive to bring me the best. Thank you so much for that and thank you for participating in Market Friday.

Much love to you, my friend.

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Holly heaven, you wrote a novel to me, which I'm very glad for! I'm so glad you like these fairs and the products they are selling, especially if you've already visited Romania. MarketFriday for me is a special day and I'm always trying to bring something special. People like these things and so do I :)
Thank you so, so much dear Denise! Hugs and kisses and have a nice day, evening :)

Mulțumesc pentru cuvintele frumoase! XOXOX

Awww, how sweet! Do you speak Hungarian too? You know my first language is Hungarian, right? 😁

Less Hungarian but I do speak some because I was engaged to a man from Budapest for about a year. He taught me every swear word he knew. Oh my God I have no idea. He thought it was cute right up until his mother asked me what words I have learned.