Our first evening in Budapest found us in an old country lodge with authentic music and dancing. My favorite was when the girls came out and danced with full bottles of some kind of liquid on their heads. After many complicated moves, they came and put the bottles on our heads - I could barely keep it on just sitting there. The piano like instruament was more similar to an autoharp that was struck with soft mallets. I'd never seen anything like it and the guy who played it was amazing. Maybe you can't see, but there are chili (o.k. paprika) ristras hanging all over this lodge.