That’s right, toast and jam PARTAY tomorrow morning, IN MY CAR! Heading into Bavarian territory, first Nuremberg then Coburg. Yes, for work, but not til Monday!
Fünf! Briefmarke! Entschuldigen!
[Five! Postage stamp! Excuse me! . . . the German words I have acquired on this trip thus far] Houses overlooking the Neckar; the Philosopher’s Walk is hidden up on the hill in that shrubbery. Chicken marsala and spätzle for lunch at at the Goldener Löwe [Golden Lion], a popular spot that serves five changing… Continue reading Fünf! Briefmarke! Entschuldigen!
Heidelberg, overview in a sunset haze
It is a beautiful city. Regret will strike you hard enough to bruise when you watch the sites pass by undocumented on an evening run, for once without a camera. Bricks glow rosy in the sunset, as if the old town has been reawakened from a few hundred years’ sleep, with cooking fires still warming… Continue reading Heidelberg, overview in a sunset haze
Drift ice, from the air
Any idea where, between Chicago and Long Island, this is? It looked like the strip to the north was snow-covered land, but an ice floe in a lake? I could imagine hopping from one bobbing chunk to another, the water sloshing over the edges and threatening the tips of my boots; or sitting cross-legged and… Continue reading Drift ice, from the air
Vietnamese T-Rex!
I owe Dino’s an apology: I’ve been battling uncontrollable cravings for months now, promoting them to friends as no less than the best banh mi in SF, wishing they had a frequent buyer card because this would be the only place I could actually finish one . . . They deserved to have all of… Continue reading Vietnamese T-Rex!