At this time last year, we were dressed up in our dirndls and leiderhosen, drinking liters and liters of beer and chowing down on bratwursts, spaetzle, schnitzel, and strudel. It was the absolute best.
This year, I’m on my couch in our little apartment-cave, getting slightly drunk by myself in the middle of the day because I am drinking the gigantic beer I used as a prop in these photos. I think this would be considered a significant downgrade. At least there’s still beer?
Cheese spaetzle at the Hofbräuhaus in Munich, Germany. O-M-G.
OK, I’m not going to lie. Calling this post a “restaurant review” is a wee bit of a stretch. Can I just call it “lots of pictures of German food and also humans drinking beer” and we can call it a day?
Here’s the thing about German food: it’s soooo good but also very similar everywhere you go. So I can’t be like “THIS ONE PLACE has the best bratwurst and THIS ONE PLACE has the best spaetzle” because after just a week, I am nowhere near the authority on that. So let’s just love up on in the cuisine in general and relive vacation goodness! Aaaaaaand go.