Good afternoon from Budapest, home sweet home. As I’m now back home in Europe, let me raise my humongous Styrofoam chalice to massive American soft drinks, full of ice — especially if it’s the special ice they make at Sonic Drive-In. I do love fine wine, but I also love fountain Coke Zero. And you know, very little is better than a medium-rare rib eye, …
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