I had for dinner, or rather supper, a chicken done up some way with red pepper, which was very good but thirsty. (Mem., get recipe for Mina.) I asked the waiter, and he said it was called ‘paprika hendl,’ and that, as it was a national dish, I should be able to get it anywhere along the Carpathians.
Every time I read this, I get a craving for Paprikás csirke - which is what the text is most likely referring to. The paprika is what sells me on the dish.
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