I knew today was German Unity Day, but it didn't register that it meant banks, post office, and most stores would be closed. This commemorates the day of East and West Germany's reunification. The Berlin Wall actually fell on November 9, but that date had too many negative connotations from the past, so the date of the formal reunification was chosen instead.
Ron made cheese toast for breakfast. It was a good thing he had bought a loaf of "sandwich bread" (rather than good bakery bread), and we had slices of bergkase since no stores were open. He also figured out the broiler.
We got another late start. Travels with Ron and Mary seem to get slower by the day.
We drove around to numerous places that were either closed for the day or shut up forever. One of the problems was the closure of many streets due to construction. We ended up at Thang Long, where the beautiful red "jewel box" Chinese place used to be - where the waitress would always remember my order from year to year, even if we had skipped several years. Unfortunately, the Thai place has removed all the beautiful red lacquer walls, and it is now very ordinary decor. We sat out on the terrace, which is something the Chinese place never had. Ron ordered maki avocado roll and I had chicken with lemon grass, peppers, which we shared. The sauce looked like it would be sweet, and unfortunately, it was. I was looking forward to a change from heavy German food, but that did not fit the bill.
We went from there up to the Berggasthof Almhutte, a place we have been numerous times. We often walked from the little restaurant at the Pfleggersee. It lies on a trail we walked a few times along the Stations of the Cross. There are several walking and hiking paths in this Kramerplateau that are fairly level, and are unbelievably beautiful. Some are even suitable for parents pushing baby strollers.
We went into the Alm just because you couldn't be right there and not indulge in their famous gigantic windbeutel (cream puff). We shared one with chocolate ice-cream filling and sahne (whipped cream). Who's counting calories?
The wine was different from the usual grunerveltliner. It was a Silvaner Franken wine, and it was served in its original, very cute bottle. Since it didn't seem the bottle had a Pfand (deposit) on it, we felt no compunction to put it in my purse.
By then it was late afternoon, and time to retire to our abode, work on this blog and enjoy the balcony.
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