Well even if it is s**te, (and I can't comment given *all* coffee is the work of the devil as far as my tastes are concerned), you're making a nice living out of it, eh. :-)
Well even if it is s**te, (and I can't comment given *all* coffee is the work of the devil as far as my tastes are concerned), you're making a nice living out of it, eh. :-)
Yes, I am. Which is nice.
What's better is that I actually enjoy doing what I do, too.
No.
Yes, but the Germans have cloth palates. "German cooking" is even more of a joke than "British cooking."
In news: snipped-for-privacy@news.individual.net, Elder wittered on forthwith;
'80 onwards XR3 and Escrot Ghia had soft dashes. It was the poverty model ones had the hard plastic.
My 74 XJ12L Jag had a vinyl covered soft dash. I win!!!!
Fraser
Ford Mustang. It took them 40 years to get back to producing a car as worthy of the name as the 1965 one.
Sauerkraut. Enough said.
Ah.
Reminds me of this:
Wiener Schnitzel ?
They get much worse than that. Sauerkraut was actually something I looked forward to on a menu because it tasted better than some of the alternatives. There are some dishes that defy description like the thing that seemed to consist of melted cheese piled on melted cheese with a pancake somewhere in the middle. Also the dreaded "schitzel" which means "shoe leather coated in breadcrumbs." The worst I can recall was stewed belly pork which had been marinated in vinegar for two days.
Pealed tomato's, straigt for the tin to the hot plate. Chips in a kind of styropor box, receiving as much mayonnaise as chips, closing the box and shaking it. Couldn't believe my eyes.
Sorry but concerning cooking/eating the British have to shut up big time, even to the Germans.
Hey, I even like Eisbein und Sauerkraut.
Tom De Moor
Might I direct sir to the Golf GiT
MK1 was a legend. As it aged, and changed versions, it entered it's vegas years. Now it is on a diet of Viagra and Steroids. No trimmer, but just throwing power enhancements at a lardy.
I like Sauerkraut, both raw as a pickle and boiled in Soups and Stews. Nice with a large meaty sausage.
I was pleasantly surprised by proper Sauerkraut when I went over in July
- it had been a good few years since I'd been to Germany, so I'd forgotten that it tasted quite a bit different to the s**te we get in jars in UK supermarkets.
I had a 'Bavarian Sausage Parade' with Sauerkraut and mashed potato one night, washed down with weissbier one night - it was very good, IMHO.
It's better across in Alsace and given that I was working Hessen we could drive over to Strasbourg fairly easily and go to eat. If you were down in Bavaria when you had the sausage then I would probably agree with your, although several Hefe Weissens take the edge of any nasty food.
If OTOH you were at your company headquarters then god help you, that city has the worst food in the world, ever, with the possible exception of Dortmund.
Nah, I was at the European distribution centre in Bremen.
Bremen is a *very* nice place to visit in the summer, just a shame it's such a PITA to get to from the UK, unless you're flying, or I'd take Katie there on the bike for a few days this year.
Well, you could just fly heh.
A PITA? Dunkerque/Antwerp/Dortmund/Bremen, it doesn't take that long to get there. Or you could do it from Harwich to Cuxhaven and then you are on the back doorstep before you set off.
It's getting to the UK ports with services to Northern France / Holland etc. that is a real PITA.
I've done a Dover crossing from here once - I'd never do it again.
Even on a bike, doing the run round the M25 is a energy-sapping drag.
I've just checked and Cuxhaven is now closed anyway. The best option looked like Hull-Rotterdam with a 2-berth cabin and a bike that came in at £350 return which didn't seem *that* bad.
I do one every few months, I would prefer to use Portsmouth but the price of the tickets is a joke.
See, and people wonder why I hate bikes.
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