Food of life

Horrible weather continues - cold but not that bad. I haven't yet seen a minus temperature. At night it actually seems to get a degree warmer than during the day. Top temperature seems to be about +4°C. Even tried snowing this morning but even failed at that.

Perhaps it's the weather getting at everyone at the moment. Angie didn't manage to do her normal Saturday shopping so no food for the dogs next week. Butcher and all "normal" local shops close at midday on Saturdays)

Late afternoon became aware of the situation and so popped over to the new REWE supermarket I mentioned a week or two ago. Luckily chain supermarkets stay open until 8pm.

This was my 2nd visit and just as good as the 1st. Bought two packs of the mandatory cheddar and a crate of beer (20 x 0.5 litre glass bottles). Buying beer by the crate is the norm here but one usually goes to a "Drink Supermarket". the choice in REWE is very limited but looked through the rows with about 50 different types and as I only drink it mixed with lemonade, took a crate of the cheapest - cost 67 cents a litre about half the price of the well known brands. It's from one of the larger breweries doing much of it's business supplying own brands to Aldi & Co. There are over 1300 breweries in Germany, of which nearly half are in Bavaria.

The best known brand of Glühwein had a special (1 litre bottle) but on the other side another 20 or so differnt types. Liked the "normal" wine display. Not sure what the wooly sheep had to do with wine but they looked good. Irish butter costs just about double the own brand butter but there is even more expensive local butter.

I know it's hard for you Brits to shake your heads at someone having a good time in a supermarket but it really is an event around these parts. Got so tied up didn't get over to the new drug store. Flash was sitting in the freezing cold car, so save that for another day.

Cooked very late. Angie had given up waiting but she wouldn't have enjoyed my asiatic dish. Very Unbavarian and as they say here "Was der Bauer nicht kennt, das frisst er nicht" or "What the farmer (peasant) doesn't know, he doesn't eat (gulp)".

The term farmer is used as in years gone by (certainly before EU subvention money) farmers were treated as being at the bottom of the social ladder and back then a big bowl of soup was placed on the lunch table, the farmer gulping down what he could before passing it further around the table.

There is now a saying that "If the townsperson knew what he was eating, he would wish to be a farmer"!