While we broke the good news of the upcoming beer festival this September over at chew.hu, an article at origo.hu had one of the more depressing job profiles we read about a beer taster who works at the Dreher brewery. Far from it being the dream job most beer-lovers would assume it to be, it requires lots of actual work, and only involves 1-3 tastings per week, of 0.5 deciliters total per tasting, or not enough to even show up in your bloodstream. Thanks, but we'll stick to recreational self-paid beer tasting instead.

A bit of a heads up to those heading out to the Sziget Festival: expect an unwelcome shock with the first sip of Dreher you get from the tap. I asked a bartender, who said the problem was with the crappy plastic cups that create an unusual amount of static electricity. So, don't be surprised when your beer comes with a little bite.

Now that we're back from our first little summer break (there will be another in mid-August) we're going to be spending a bit of time messing around with the site, all with the goal of providing maximum entertainment with minimal effort. Step #1: Ditching our ridiculous attempt to suggest local concerts and other events for readers. While our two-or-so year experiment with keeping a running list of "Pestiside approved events" hasn't been a total failure, we're grown up and smart enough to know when to keep persevering with something, and when to say, oh fuck it, this is pointless.

Perhaps they were bored or just wanted to make a little extra cash, but the video editors from index.hu produced a butt compilation from the Balaton Sound Festival this past weekend, and yes ladies, there's plenty of man butt for your viewing pleasure too. If nothing else, scroll to 0:40 to see just how difficult it can be to light a cigarette.

So that wraps it up not only for this week, but for at least next week as well, as there is little sense in a puny time-waster like Pestiside.hu trying to compete with the ultra-mega-mondo time-waster that will be the climax of the 2010 World Cup (and not just if the damn Slovaks keep winning). As for what we'll be doing between now and when we get back, well, duh: We'll be enjoying all the thrills, chills and laughingly pathetic faked injuries of what Hungarians sportingly call the labdarúgó-világbajnokság, often at one of the recently-opened kerts we've featured over the course of this week. To which we will now add Most kert, which recently appeared in a disused parking lot opening onto Ó utca (above) behind the now quite established Most!, whose entrance is on the adjacent Zichy Jenő utca.

Since summer is all about outdoors and Ellátó is very much indoors, most of the staff relocated a few streets over to the new nightlife nexus known as Kazinczy utca between the not so ruin anymore Kőleves Kert and 400, with the latter literally next door. Walk through the metal gates and down the long "hallway" with string lights to find yourself at the Ellátó Kert, one of Budapest's newest summertime drinking destinations.

Not only is Szilvuplé Kabrió this season's smallest new kert, it might even be the smallest kert in Budapest, but that's hardly a reason not to go and check it out. Located in Ó utca in District VI and obviously the "child kert" of the Szilvuplé Varieté club, the Szilvuplé Kabrió is located mostly in a courtyard with eclectically painted walls and an inviting atmosphere.

Grandio is yet another recent addition to Budapest's kert scene, and belongs to the increasingly oversaturated romkert category. What sets this romkert apart from the others (and makes it my favorite among the new places) is that unlike the kerts which are increasingly stretching the original meaning of the word (garden), Grandio is filled with trees and plants, so that once you sit down you can't even see across the place.

Perhaps feeling that Budapest's other kerts were just too damn bohemian and that Holdudvar was not posh enough, the people behind Ötkert have launched Budapest's first posh kert, which on the weekends becomes a disco-kert, so packed that I'm not sure if getting a drink at the bar or moving around is the more difficult endeavor.

Perhaps sensing that what Budapest was obviously lacking in was nightclubs catering to turbomagyars, far-right firebrand László Toroczkai decided to open the new Klub64, which will only play Hungarian music, with one (of three) bars serving only Hungarian drinks, and will only allow Hungarian-friendly foreigners inside its premises. Located in District VI, Klub64 will have the Alterego Club, one of Budapest's larger gay venues as a close neighbor, something that hasn't escaped the attention of the media. But what also surfaced is that Klub64 will be operating at the former site of the now defunct (but oh-so fabulous) Glam Budapest, which was still operating less than a month ago.

For those of you wondering why we never got around to doing a review of nomadic nightspot West Balkán's new digs after a brief piece last year, we can now justify our laziness and claim it was foresight all along, since after only opening in March, the operators have already announced they'll be closing their doors after this Friday to focus on renovations and "sound-proofing." Although they promise to reopen in September, the last time we were told something like this it took them over two years. Fingers crossed they manage it. [index.hu]

Tax authorities have ordered the Gödör Club's café to close for 72 days since the café wasn't exactly doing a spectacular job of keeping track of invoices and reporting who was actually working there, index.hu reports. All of this was discovered last month after police "raided" clubs near Deák Ferenc tér with the aim of finding drug users and dealers, but while there they also looked into the various venues' books. Gödör Club's café will have to pay a total of Ft 1.2 million (€4,500) and close for 72 days – although revealing to what extent local authorities still have no clue in terms of punishing those who flaunt the law – the primarily summertime destination will only have to remain closed in the fall. The Gödör Club itself is not affected by the punishment imposed on the café, meaning that it can continue to offend women with its tacky exhibits, and that we can continue to write articles about said tacky exhibits that offend women who don't recognize sarcasm when they see it.