After a few hours of walking around in Karlsruhe, we decided to sit in a square for a late lunch. Germany is in a fit of Spargel (asparagus) fever right now [Fig. 2.1]. In every village there are signs advertising fresh Spargel, in every restaurant Spargel specials. So we decided to order two Heffeweissens, a bowl of Spargelcremesouppe and a salad with dressing on the side. The Germans tend to be pretty heavy handed with the dressing so what you often get is something more akin to coleslaw than as salad as we know it.
It took some minutes for the biers to appear and many more before we saw any food. But when it finally did come, Erin began with the salad and Logan with the soup. Logan tasted a few spoonfuls before offering it to Erin. "Hmmm.." he remarked slowly, each word fraught with a mix of confusion and disappointment "it's a cold soup." "And there isn't any dressing for my salad" Erin replied. "This waitress certainly is terrible."
Erin scooped up a bit of creme soup and thought for a moment, trying to place the flavor. The two exchange glances and Erin said quietly "I think this is salad dressing." And so it was, an enormous tourine of ranch dressing complete with a soup spoon for serving.
We should have stuck with Butterbrezeln! [Fig. 2.2]

[Fig. 2.1] Aspargus gets its own menu

[Fig. 2.2] Butter Brezeln= german breakfast, lunch & dinner.



[Fig. 2.3] Erin must eat a strawberry every ten minutes to stay alive, it's like Speed but with erin and strawberries.


[Fig. 2.4] Damn, I look good.

Ready...

Set...

Blastoff...
Well, that about sums it up.
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