I just realized something yesterday that all of you have probably knew. Stuttgart is a city and not in a Paris kind of way. It’s a city like Washington, D.C. or New York or Los Angeles. Big, sprawling and impersonal. Bummer, but I can live with it, now that I understand where I am. And another really important thing that I didn’t focus on; Germany is famous for its beers, not its wines. Yes, yes we’ve all heard of Riesling but still, a Gallo Thunderbird headache is still a Gallo Thunderbird headache, no matter what the label says. In addition, we chose some random wines yesterday at a large supermarket to make an effort with German wines, but put them all back when we realized that they were screw tops. I can just see M. Parret’s face 😀 Since the French wines are ridiculously overpriced, we are switching to Italian wines. They’ve got Masi Amarone and good quality Pinot Grigio. Solved!
On Saturday we had lunch at a Greco-German restaurant. The portions were enormous but the food was correct and the Greek mezze assortment was delicious.
The prices were more than reasonable, especially considering the amount of food on each “trencher”!
Crispy lamb chops with a tzatziki stuffed baked potato. Fried calamari with an unctuous tartar sauce.
Two “grilled” pork steaks with herb butter.
So you won’t be surprised that Sunday found us, again, at the Chinese restaurant for a bit of the healthy and demi-sec Thunderbird in a glass 🙂
If you remember from last week http://cookinginsens.com/2012/10/01/chinese-sunday/(see comments section), Jade and I were coveting our neighbors’ noodle soup bowls and we were right! But first, practicing moderation, we shared an appetizer of spicy dried fish decorated with a cute carrot butterfly. Jade and I liked it but dear old Dad was not amused. More for us 🙂
Instead, he drank his pilsner as an appetizer and went straight to the duck, Peking or fried, whatever, it was crispy and tasty.
But the soup bowls! Ooh la, la! Shrimp with baby bok choy in a savory seafood broth.
Shredded pork with garden fresh mustard greens. Yes!
On the way back from dropping Jade at the train station, we stopped for some very good wine at a charming Italian cafe with an interesting menu. We’re going to try to return for lunch next Saturday. Sorry, I still don’t know the name of the Chinese restaurant. Next time.