I am half Hungarian, and one tradition I envy about my Hungarian culture is the year-round markets that sell vegetables, meat, paprika, cheese, and arts and crafts. In America, one tradition I love is Hungarian hospitality because it centers on generosity and public reserve that leads to deep personal kindness once we connect.
I would like to think I have kept the tradition of kindness and a connection with the people I meet.
From Pity to Praise 