Bucharest Street Festival was all about Eat Now, Diet Later

Well, my diet went for the 832’th time down the drain. And this time I didn’t feel guilty at all. The Bucharest Street Food Festival was absolute bliss.

They say you need to look at food as something you need to survive and be healthy. True. Partially.

We also need to see food as one of the hedonistic pleasures of life. I’m not going to be all pretentious around here and start lecturing about  niche gourmet dishes. Sure, culinary experiences are diverse, but Muriel Barbery puts it in a perfect perspective in her Gourmet Rhapsody novel: There are people who consume gourmet because they love the food and some consume it for the  image. 

 

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Well, let’s say I enjoy refined dishes but my heart will eternally belong to street food. No joke and no pr. It’s always my first choice. Everyone who knows me personally can confirm it. And judging by my figure in the last months you, the ones who know me from the internet, can figure it out too #haha

 

Fact is, salads rhymes with #bleacs and this festival was one delicious and guilt free calorie bomb.

 

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Ohhhh, what a lovely surprise, my Face is on the poster!!!

 

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Tudy, always on duty

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Deea is one special little human

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It was nice meeting you ladies 8b

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Laura 8 choker – Zara dress – Miu Miu heels – Louis Vuitton sunglasses

Photo by Emil Costrut at Bucharest Street Festival

 

 

And those live bands were the cherry on top as they managed to turn a food festival into an urban party. So yeah, I went, I feasted and bought some to go’s too. I’ve also met friends, enjoyed a few drinks and maybe gained a few pounds. And you know what? It was all worth it! 

 

One cool event to remember this early Autumn.

#fooooddddwasdelicioussss

 

 

Addendum

I don’t understand what’s with all this complaining about staying in lines. At entering a festival, at cash points, at food trucks. It’s almost a trend, saw it at Untold, at Summer Well, well, basically everywhere this summer. I say we need to chill for a moment, lines are normal, this is what happens when you gather thousands of people in one place. Nowhere in the world there isn’t one entrance per person when entering a festival. Stop complaining and fucking enjoy the moment. And while you’ve waiting in line, smile, who knows? Maybe you’ll even make new friends.

 

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