A Quick Trip to Bavaria …

… without leaving our living room.

The bottle is “Aecht Schankerla Rauchbier”. The bacony taste goes perfect with an omelette.

The table-bench combo (plus 2 chairs) we got almost a year ago. That dark, cold evening we rendezvoused on the outskirts of Berlin with the seller, a tall man in a long black coat. As we followed him along icy paths to his father’s Datsche, Edward whispered: “Do you think he’s going to murder us?”.  I did not think so.

We survived to enjoy our little corner of Heimatgefühl here in Berlin.