We soon became aware of the fact that festivals featuring bread are not merely as popular as the ones where any type alcohol is served, because we had to wander around trying to find the place, and some of the local store owners looked at us blankly when we asked about it.
But after a few circles, and an ice-cream we had to get P so he'd be willing to walk, we found it.
Hungry from all that walking we had done already we decided to go for some kenyérlángos - an old Hungarian specialty made of pre-baked bread dough topped with garlicky sour cream, onions, bacon/sausages and grated cheese, baked in a traditional wood-fired brick oven.
P was still hungry after ice-cream, so he went for potato crisps, made out of REAL potatoes.
There were loads of sweet and colorful goodies to choose from too.
But my favorite find that day, was the Malomgyartó (The Millmaker). With their beautiful mills you can make your own whole-wheat flour, or rolled oats.
They also have beautiful wooden storage boxes and bowls, which totally do not go with my kitchen style, so it's good husband was in charge of money, not me. Just look at them in the background, would you not be tempted?