've never seen Bambi, and I never will. I know the gist: a cute, fey deer loses his mother and has to fend for himself. I can't stomach cartoon creature death. Faux-kill all the real people that you want, but when it comes to animated fur -
-Not Bambi, Bandi.
Oh, sorry; my bad.

Romantically housed in an, um, house, Bandi's menu is awash in Hungarian favourites. A stalwart and subtly elegant spot, Bandi's is a longing-look and furtive hand-touch restaurant of the warmest, most welcoming variety. No cartoon deer were harmed in the writing of this blurb. - S.T.