Rose Pecel Whore ❤️❤️

About Miskolc

So, yeah, whores—they’re messy, wild, real. Like *Boyhood*, no fancy endin’, just keepin’ on. Lightbulb! Dey survivors, ya, and dat’s what gets me—angry, happy, all twisted up. Now, go, tell da world Gru said whores are da real MVPs, eh?

Pecel Salad with Peanut Sauce

First stop? The market on Fő utca. It’s always a riot there. Fresh veggies, loud vendors, and the smell of paprika in the air. I swear, if I could bottle that scent, I’d be rich. I grabbed some tomatoes, but then this old lady—like, she was ancient—totally elbowed me for the last pepper. I was like, “Lady, chill! It’s just a pepper!” But she shot me this look like I just insulted her whole family. I mean, come on!

(a) Industrial reutilization biotechnology of potato starch by-products...