Recent visit to the Deutschland for a few days had me hopping with energy. What with so much brew ha ha as in Beer at every turn and mostly good. Had to get in to the spirit.
So here are some observations while trying to keep the eyelids open....
1. There are more Germans with facial hair than not - perhaps beats India in this matter now what with many a wannabe MBA getting rid of their hirsute characteristics...quite a few of those Rhinelanders also sport a handlebar
2. Service does not exist - at least in the restaurants and even the famous beer gardens where you have the privilege to be yelled at by the servers and cooks - What? This is Bratwurst and This is Frittes...yaaa - you pay thear!
3. Beer Gardens or Bier Gartens as they are colloquially referred are more than mushrooms after a rain...it is the equivalent of a pav bhaji stall in Pune neighborhoods - most serve decent lager which is local to the area and standard fare includes some sausage and a pretzel (which I could not like after several attempts at it)
4. Northerners are different from Southerners - while the country is not too big - I think it is the size of Wisconsin or thereabouts there is still a cultural divide between the northern half vs. the Bavarians and Swabians in the south. The Swabians are the cool inventors - think Mercedes Benz and the like - are a language unto themselves auch! as in also.
5. Kebab is also king in this land of Mercedes and BMW - as in the version called a Doner -not sure who is donating what or if you are Done after consuming one with everything on it..it is the shaved meat from a turning spit of chicken or beef or pork meat that is piled into a warm pita like bread and topped with salad and a creamy yoghurt to give this wonderful medley of tastes in the mouth.
6. A local delicacy? Perhaps a street food that has gained traction was the 'curry wurst' which I was convinced was the worst version of sausage I had in the entire trip .. It has some kind of sauce that is supposed to resemble spicy curry but it tastes like a salty ketchup with pieces of brat thrown in.
So here are some observations while trying to keep the eyelids open....
1. There are more Germans with facial hair than not - perhaps beats India in this matter now what with many a wannabe MBA getting rid of their hirsute characteristics...quite a few of those Rhinelanders also sport a handlebar
2. Service does not exist - at least in the restaurants and even the famous beer gardens where you have the privilege to be yelled at by the servers and cooks - What? This is Bratwurst and This is Frittes...yaaa - you pay thear!
3. Beer Gardens or Bier Gartens as they are colloquially referred are more than mushrooms after a rain...it is the equivalent of a pav bhaji stall in Pune neighborhoods - most serve decent lager which is local to the area and standard fare includes some sausage and a pretzel (which I could not like after several attempts at it)
4. Northerners are different from Southerners - while the country is not too big - I think it is the size of Wisconsin or thereabouts there is still a cultural divide between the northern half vs. the Bavarians and Swabians in the south. The Swabians are the cool inventors - think Mercedes Benz and the like - are a language unto themselves auch! as in also.
5. Kebab is also king in this land of Mercedes and BMW - as in the version called a Doner -not sure who is donating what or if you are Done after consuming one with everything on it..it is the shaved meat from a turning spit of chicken or beef or pork meat that is piled into a warm pita like bread and topped with salad and a creamy yoghurt to give this wonderful medley of tastes in the mouth.
6. A local delicacy? Perhaps a street food that has gained traction was the 'curry wurst' which I was convinced was the worst version of sausage I had in the entire trip .. It has some kind of sauce that is supposed to resemble spicy curry but it tastes like a salty ketchup with pieces of brat thrown in.
interesting observations..you have the best and the wurst coming together ..
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