[Menydh]

I learned how the word gay came to mean a queer on a funny evening.

I had a date with a friend for dinner in London. She picked the restaurant which was Hungarian, she said. She gave me the address where we had to meet. When I arrived there, some strange feeling ran through my spine. I had seen enough decadence in London already.

-"I'm not getting into there!"- I said.

-"What's the problem?"- she asked.

I pointed up with my finger, at the name of the place, and said:

-"I refuse to have dinner in one of those places with a sick gay show."

Well, like they say to try is to like. And I did try and I did like it.

Then she explained to me during the dinner, how the word gay came to mean queer.

Apparently in the Victorian Age, people used to say that homosexuals were blue or sad people. Later, they rebelled against this label by self-calling themselves gay, because they said that they were not sad but happy to be what they were.

Anyway, the matter is that The Gay Hussar, the name of that Hungarian restaurant that had left me wondering for some minutes, was not a tavern where they performed homosexual sado shows in between dishes, with waiters with moustaches dressed in black leather and chains or, at best, queenies dressed in hussar uniforms, as I had feared.

It was the Happy Hussar and they served a beef goulash which I tried... and I liked.

Saved by the bell!