Peanuts are the one American food I can’t do without, but they’re not common in Hungary, as their full name, Amerikai földimogyoró (“American ground-nut”), suggests. Accordingly, I kept an eye out for them for my first few months here, and found a few places selling peanut products: first the grand market (with ridiculously expensive peanut butter in the basement and cheap peanuts on the ground floor), then a shop down the street with somewhat reasonably priced (read: about American-cost) peanut butter. About a week ago, though, a new store opened up a block from my apartment with peanuts for a forint per gram. Accordingly, my peanut consumption’s shot up to about a pound a day. Yum!