It’s almost time for Spring Break around these parts!
We have no plans.
Usually, some friends come and visit for a couple of days, and that seems to be the extent of our little break. But this time, friends are coming from overseas and staying for a couple of weeks, and I am sooooooooo excited!! Why? Because my friend is going to teach me to make sauer braten!!
Don’t know if that’s spelled correctly, and don’t much care. So soon, very soon, I shall be partaking of that wonderful dish, along with her should-be-world-famous strudel.
And did I mention this will happen AFTER Easter??
And furthermore, I kept all of my elastic-waist pants. I am not stupid. So, enjoy this German Vader while I begin to prepare for the upcoming awesomeness!
Hope y’all have a wonderful day, and have a beer for me 😀
March 7th, 2013 at 12:42 PM
That’s pretty awesome. Enjoy your time together.
March 7th, 2013 at 1:14 PM
I shall be sure to post the recipe, too 🙂
March 7th, 2013 at 1:43 PM
Yummy, pickled cabbage and weiners.
That is the wurst favorite dish I can thing of.
(see what I did there?) 😉
March 7th, 2013 at 1:46 PM
HA!! Sadly, I can’t eat cabbage, but Hubby loves it, and I am sure my friend will make some just for him 🙂
March 7th, 2013 at 3:20 PM
Maybe you can replace it with the Mexican cabbage that should be blooming soon. What’s that agave looking plant called? It grows all over the place.
March 7th, 2013 at 4:56 PM
I have seen people eat it, and I am afraid to do so 😉
March 7th, 2013 at 1:59 PM
ja! ja! jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Sehr gut! 😀
March 7th, 2013 at 2:13 PM
Jawohl!! 😆
March 7th, 2013 at 3:10 PM
Ich liebe bratwurst….. yum, yum yum!
March 7th, 2013 at 6:10 PM
Dink dink dink! dinkdink, dink dink dink DINK, DINK, Dink!
March 7th, 2013 at 6:33 PM
Well, it will be AFTER Lent, so yeah!
March 24th, 2013 at 12:56 PM
love it!
March 8th, 2013 at 6:22 AM
My dad used to make sauerbraten. In his younger days, he had rented a room from an elderly German couple. I think he learned to make it from them. It became kind of a tradition in my house when I was growing up. This was a source of frustration to me, as I absolutely despised it. During the two years I spent in Germany, that was the one dish I wouldn’t touch with a 10 foot (that’s 3.048 meters for all you metric weenies) pole.
March 8th, 2013 at 11:27 AM
Same deal with me and eggplant. Can’t abide it, but mom loves to make it 🙂