Weather wise, we probably could have picked a better day to make the
Sunshine, Suz and I got started a little bit after 10 yesterday morning. It was not snowing at all in
We walked further into the Altstadt, threw snowballs and looked at the Frauenkirche in the snow – absolutely breathtaking. Sunshine and I were thirsty again. We went to get some beer and lunch and it was wonderful to be inside and to eat something hot. Sunshine and I chose sauerbraten with cabbage and dumplings; Suz is a vegetarian so had to take what she could get.
We returned to the market fortified and Sunshine and I got back to drinking. We had blueberry glühwein, which was a bit strange, and then Hausgemachter Eierpunsch (homemade eggnog, TM – it was really good), and then things got weird. Sunshine went to the next drinks stall and came back with Feuerzangenbowle – I have got no idea what it was, but it was warm and I drank the cup that was given to me. Before I had even finished that, we spotted the seller that had received the market’s best glühwein award and so Sunshine pushed another cup into my hand. Suz, by the way, was being uncharacteristically sensible and not drinking much at all. She just kept buying more and more things to wear (e.g. socks, gloves) as she was trying to stay warm.
We made a second foray into the culture centre to use the toilets. We walked upstairs but the door to the first floor, where the toilets were, was locked. We walked back down to the ground floor and Sunshine decided we should try the lift. I thought there was no way they could be that stupid, to lock the door but not the lift, but I was wrong. We got off on the 1st floor. I went straight for the disabled toilet. When I came out, I got a talking to but spoke no German so the man would leave me alone. Suz was waiting back in the lift and filled me in. The doors to the other toilets had been locked and she and Sunshine had been apprehended. Suz had been trying to hide so she could use the disabled toilet after me, but that hadn’t worked. Sunshine had then gone to use the toilets by the restaurant on the 2nd floor. We went up there, Sunshine was just coming out of the men’s, and the queue for the women’s was just stupid. Sunshine took Suz into the men’s toilets; several other women followed.
We went back out to the market, and I think our next drink was Jagertee – again, no idea what it was, but it was warm and felt lovely in my veins. Eventually Sunshine said that it was time to go and see if the roads had got any better. We were worried about not being able to get to the border on that side. We would have happily stayed the night in
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Ahhhh the Dresden Christmas market...I am glad to hear that you had a suitable adventure! Although, I have to admit that you in snow always made me laugh and I can picture your dainty footsteps in your coat called Emily....hahaha
Excellent story!!
By the way, I had a glass of eggnog on the weekend at a party and I am not sure if I should make that at home from scratch...maybe I didn't add enough rum - it just seemed thick and gag worthy...
WE HAVE ANOTHER IMPOSTER - THE ABOVE COMMENT WAS NOT ANONYMOUS A-HOLE
TM, I am sorry that I don't know who it is that is insulting you, but I want it to be on the record that it is not my brother. The real Asshole has promised that he will always use his log-in (which as you know would make his name blue) and he was not on this blog at the time of that comment.
TM, if you would like me to remove the offending comment, I will be happy to do so.
Imposter Asshole, either write in your own name, or just fuck off.
By the way, TM, I enjoyed your comment. I am touched that you remember Emily's name; she came from Dresden as well - I bought her at Karstadt after my leather jacket was stolen from Bistro Tina when Jeroen had borrowed it for his motorcycle lessons.
Maybe we should look for a German recipe for eggnog because that Eierpunsch was fantastic.
I still take dainty steps on the snow.
Anonymous Imposter, fuck off again.
I am looking for a German recipe now - I leave for Dublin on the 29th so I have a few days to experiment...watch out for the photos!!!
As for the Anonymous poster (and impostor) and her/his/its rant has proved that you don't need a name to be a run-of-the-mill, boring cunt ......you can delete the rant if you wish but I feel sorry the person in question - anyone that bitter and insulting takes themselves far too seriously … and in my experience that usually means short-man-small-cock syndrome! HA-HA
Bistro Tina??!!! That is a place I haven't thought of in years...soya pieces, cabbage, rice and 18 pints of beer!
We should have a reunion there!! or the other place across the river - with the garden and the great food...
MM,
So while I am attempting to rise to the "make your own eggnog" photo challenge - what are you going to do?
Eierpunsch sounds too easy...
Monkey, behave. And see the new post. kd is going to be so angry if she sees it. But I suppose she is so busy at the circus that she won't have time to look at my blog.
Asshole, don't take the bait.
TM, I will get back to you on the Eierpunsch challenge. The place across the river was U Lipy.
I took the photographs myself, by the way. These are the first of my own I have ever posted. I think my Frauenkirche is positively inspired.
MM,
The photos are great! Good for you! - perhaps I have some stiff competition for best picture of Eggnog vs. Eierpunsch....
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