Dearest friends. From this long time apart, I have become slowly reminded that I do, indeed, miss you all. Yet I rarely have cravings for you like I do my favorite foods - and it is this tangible lack of fulfillment of the 5th most important of my senses that has brought me to write today.
(First of all, I shall henceforth refer to Germany as Deutschland {and subsequently Italy as Italia and Japan as Nipon}).
Anyways, there is no spicy food in Deutschland. One can buy the "HOT!!!" mexican salsa at the supermarket if he is looking to enjoy a sweet tomato sauce. So anyone with the capability to purchase spicy food, don't take it for granted!
The week I came here I had a cold/allergies and was drinking five or six quarts a day to help the situation. Barbara (my Deutsche Mother {pronounced Bah-bah-rwah}) told me that drinking more than 3 liters (God bless the metric system) of water a day makes it hard for your heart to pump blood. I told her that if this were true, I had a certain friend named Kelly who should certainly be dead.
Today, Barbara and papa Friedhelm came back from the store with some asparagus. Having experienced (and disliked due to their wormy consistency) boiled asparagus already, I told Barbara I was not only knowledgeable but capable of cooking lightly oiled and garlic-salted asparagus on a grill. She thought we could give it a try, but that it sounded really fatty. She then proceeded to cook an un-fatty 2-course meal of French Fries and radishes.
So Deutschland may be beautiful and rich in culture, but the eating over here is nothing if not quizzical.
I had a Texas BBQ Burger at the Big Apple Grill last night though, so I should be okay until July. Prestige - make sure there's some good salsa in the fridge. Next post - my bike tour with Wolfgang (for real).
Es freue mich, dass ich euch bald sehen soll,
Thomas
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