I can remember working in Berlin several years ago, and loving the neighborhood biergartens. Most everyone who entered was immediately recognized by the proprietor and menus were rarely distributed… only a chalkboard on the wall would inform patrons of what might have changed since yesterday… the last time they were there. It had the feel of someone’s living room rather than a restaurant.
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On Friday, Robyn, Carol, Diana, Flora, Grace, Mary, and I went to Lederhosen. Located in the Village (I call it the black hole; it’s impossible for me to get out or find my way around that place!), it’s well known for its authenticity - of course, it’s also well known for its food.
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I ate too much, but you're not surprised, right? Today I skipped lunch because I woke up too late and I wasn't very hungry. By the time dinner came around, I still wasn't very hungry, but I sat in the kitchen with my mum for some fruit, popcorn (finished the bag, uhoh), chocolate, spicy tofu and bamboo, and whatever else there was. We went to the Chinese supermarket today where I impulsively picked up a bag of Vietnamese taro fries after being unable to find the Terra version at any nearby supermarkets. The taro fries are surprisingly addictive despite the lack of overpowering added flavors. It's not the salt, oil, or sugar that's addictive; it's the TARO! LORDY. ARGH! Obviously, it's not something I should buy again (but you can say the same for all snack foods).
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