Friday, July 6, 2012
We’re two weeks removed from our return from Germany (with a short stop in France). The trip was great: good times were had with friends and family, sights were seen and much art, soccer and, of course, beer was consumed. And we ate. In Berlin, we grabbed late night doner kebab to soak up the night’s revelries. In Munich, I tried schweinebraten, a Bavarian dish of slow-roasted pork served with cabbage and potato dumplings. That was great. In Freiburg, we ate schnitzel in the sunshine of the terrace at a country winery and washed it down with an array of dazzling whites. And in Strasbourg we ate coq au Riesling, a ham hock roughly the size of an infant’s cranium and a savoury crème brûlée made with custard and foie gras. You know: light cuisine.