Süß Freitag.

I don’t know about you all, but it is coooooold here in Nürnberg! So how else to cure it by eating sugar to increase your energy levels? (My logic is only slightly flawed… it’s ok.)

Today’s cake from Der Beck was some serious business. I didn’t notice it at the time, but when I got home, I found that it came with super-reinforced packaging… check it out. 

Seriously? It’s like protective cake armor. I have never seen anything like this before. Hilarious.  

I thought this cake was called Prinzregententorte, but Google tells me that that cake has chocolate buttercream layers. So this might be a variety of that cake… the layers were definitely yellow sponge cake with buttercream in-between, and that little bit of red was strawberry jam. The chocolate-dipped strawberry on top was what sold it for me. It was a great end-of-the-week treat, especially with a glass of wine on the side. That will warm you right up after a chilly walk home!

Süß Freitag.

Happy Friday to all! I just had the pleasure of walking home from the Altstadt through some gently falling snow, so hopefully tomorrow I’ll get to wake up in lovely white and wintry world. Really I’m just hoping for a break from the rain… I don’t know about the rest of Germany but it has been downright gray, wet, and blah here in Nürnberg, and some white snow would be a welcome break. But to the cake!

Today’s cake comes from the Kalchreuther Bäcker that is all too-conveniently located in my local Rewe. The sign said it’s a Bienenstich, and Google translate tells me that means “beehive.” Cute, right? Under the giant cream layer, the bottom was a small crust of white cake, and then the top was white cake with a kind of honey-glaze (at least, I think so), on top. Between the sweet glaze and the enormous amount of cream, this was dessert for two meals. If I keep up eating stuff like this, I might have to hire someone to roll me around town.

It also reminded me a lot of the super-awesome and famous Cream Puffs that you can buy at the Wisconsin State Fair. They look like this…

If there was an 8th Deadly Sin, it would totally be State Fair Cream Puffs. Luckily, you only want to eat one per year because that’s enough to hold you until the next State Fair. As a matter of fact, just thinking about these is making me full. Eesh.

And to get one more plug in for the weekend, if you didn’t read my article I wrote for the new Native Foreigner online magazine, get with the program and click the link in the post below! 

Süß Freitag.

Today I went to Der Beck and attempted to order a slice of Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte. Aka, Black Forest cherry cake. It looked like glorious chocolate and cherry layers of awesome. But apparently the staff at Der Beck needs more supervision when filling orders because when I got home and opened the package, I found this…

In photos I guess it might be hard to tell, but this is a raspberry torte, and not cherry. Sadface. And I had posted a similar cake way back when, but I guess you go with the hand you were dealt.

Luckily, raspberries are my very favorite fruit, so I could live with this. 

We had raspberries on top, a layer of soft chocolate cake, a cream layer, and the crust had a hard chocolate top and a crispy bottom. Overall, a delight. 








Side note: As a quick follow-up to my earlier financial fun post…. I have yet another reason why I can’t get anywhere. I opened my mailbox today to find (no, not my tax form), but a voucher for 10€ off my next train ticket from Deutsche Bahn. So how can I possibly resist a coupon situation? I guess that means I have to take a trip sometime before the end of February….

Süß Freitag

I’m keeping it short and sweet this week. I’ve spent most of my time either at work, or unconscious as my body is apparently having a rough time re-adjusting to Euro time. But I managed to stay awake long enough to get to the store and back today. The things I will do in pursuit of cake… I tell you. So here we are….

Oh, Sahne cake… how I missed you so. American cake just can’t compare to the fluffy delights of your soft cake and cream layers. You are all that is good and right in this world. 

Süß Freitag

I tried. I really did. All week I thought about the glory of the autumn-appropriate apple cake I was going to buy for this Friday’s cake choice. It was going to be amazing.

Then I got to the store. First glance saw no beautiful apple cake. Sadface. But wait, there is Lebkuchenschnitte! Also known as giant chunks of delicious gingerbread cake. Woo! I stepped up to the counter and as I waited my turn I saw it. Apple cake! But not the pretty one from last week. Only slightly disappointed, I would buy it anyway. But then another step forward and I saw this…..

Well hello, you.

That’s right, the perfect combination between seasonally appropriate and my undying love for Sahnetorte. That’s right, it’s Eierlikör Sahnetorte. Delicious cream cake made from Egg Nog. Hello, holidays!

The base was made from a fantastic chocolate cake with I think actual chocolate flakes and also nuts. The cream was eggnog-y without being over powering. It was definitely filling, one piece took me two sittings to get through. 

I think with all the Christmas goodies in the stores, and the impending opening of the Christmas markets next week, I might need someone to roll me onto the plane next month. Gotta keep this under control!

Süß Freitag

My love affair with the Sahnetorte continues today….

Today’s cake was a Mandarin Sahnetorte (aren’t you proud of me, not a berry one??), and came from the bakery at the Rewe again. There was a winter apple crisp that looked fantastic as well, but I’d already placed my order and couldn’t handle two cakes. Next time! So anyway… yellow sponge cake on the bottom, orange cream/fluff filling with bits of mandarin oranges, and a berry jam on top. I’m not sure what kind of berry, but tasted a bit like currants, so that’s a possibility. 

I’m a bit under the weather today and don’t really have much of an appetite, so it was a struggle just to eat this cake. But I did it. Because I care. About cake. And continuity. And other things that start with ‘c.’ Like, crosswords. And cashmere.

Despite my feeling like death this morning, I had to drag my butt to school for a meeting about my new class that was supposed to start on Thursday. I was picking up a new class that wants English for Accounting (RIVETING), and it worked out well because they could just slide into the time slot that opened when another class had to switch from Tuesday to Thursday. But in true form, by the time all was said and done we had a change of plans. 

So far, I really have very few complaints about my school. Writing lesson plans and sending the attendance in every week are annoying, but far from unreasonable. But man, they are really disorganized sometimes. Or, ADD. I went in there at 10am, told them I wasn’t feeling well so I’d like to take care of things quickly. But that was not possible because they were still trying to finalize the class lists for the new classes they want me (and another brand new teacher) to start. On Monday. This Monday. Ooooook. I ended up having to sit there for a full two hours while they rehashed the schedule. 

My Thursday class got pulled so they could give it to the new guy. In Prague, that would have angered me to no end, but things here are pretty steady, and I understand that they want to ensure that all teachers have a minimum of 10 classes to start, so we call all live. You know, feed ourselves and pay rent.* And the classes that are starting on Monday are with a new-old client, and there are so many of them, and the schedules are so fussy that it’s going to be a two-teacher job. So I got three classes on Monday, and the new guy got four. 

So the good news is that I’ve got three new classes, and will get a solid few weeks in with them prior to Christmas break, which is great news for the ol’ wallet. Especially after last Tuesday’s public holiday that cost me five classes. Ouch. 

The bad news is that these classes are on Monday (RIP 3-day workweek), and they start at 8am. Boo. This means I have to be a functioning member of society prior to noon TWO DAYS A WEEK NOW. My life is rough. But the real kicker is that this company is apparently halfway to the moon, and they decided that it was easier to have a student pick the teachers up in Nürnberg and drive us to the company, than for us to get there via public transit. I guess we’re going to be on our own for the trip home, but at least we don’t have to rush around trams, U-Bahns, and buses in the morning. The director told me it was “maybe an hour” to get back to the city and according to vag.de, it’s more like an hour and a half. At least I’ll get some reading done on the way. And I guess we get a transit stipend so that’s something. 

I’m also excited about a little extra cash in my pocket because I still need to fix my door, especially now that it’s getting cold. It’s basically open about a half an inch but man, is it drafty! So should probably fix my door before I leave the country for a few weeks. That’s right, I’m going to be home for Christmas for the first time since 2008!  And on top of that, I won’t just be at home with family, I also got to lay my claim to the Magical and Awesomely Fantastic Fourth Packer Ticket that was promised to me if I could get home. So the plan is to be home in the morning with family, and then to head to Green Bay to hit up the Packer/Bear game! I’ve never been to a football game, so I’m super excited to get to go with two of my best friends and freeze our buns off together. Excitement!

And finally: 

Happy 11.11.11, which is apparently a big day for corduroy lovers. Not at all odd. Not at all.

And more importantly, Happy Veteran’s Day. To my dad, my grandpa, my great-uncle, my friends who have served and are serving, and all members of the United States Armed Forces: thank you. You deserve more than one day of recognition a year.

For my dad. 🙂




*Cough, cough. YOU HEAR THAT PRAGUE SCHOOL?? TEACHERS WANT TO BE ABLE TO PAY THEIR RENTS AND EAT.
 

Süß Freitag

Today’s cake comes from the bakery in my local Rewe again. I actually had this a few weeks ago, so I’m not sure if you could still find something like this in the stores… I haven’t seen it again since. It was yellow cake on the bottom, strawberry fluff with berry chunks and chocolate on top. It was tasty, light and flavorful but I’m in a total food coma right now and I can barely look at this picture. In other news, don’t eat both a late lunch and dinner in a restaurant… I could have used someone to roll me home. I haven’t properly grocery shopped in about two weeks and I have to stop eating out. So. Full.

Süß Freitag.

Oh Friday, I love you so much. And I love you even more when I only work Tuesday-Thursday, and next Tuesday is a holiday. 
My job is awesome. In case you were questioning it.
Sadly, I think they’re giving me more classes soon though, so I’m trying to enjoy this while I can. 
Also, an old university “satellite friend” posted a great quote yesterday that I wanted to share… it kind of goes along with my Fortress of Solitude post from the other day. So enjoy!

 

“I live in that solitude which is painful in youth, but delicious in the years of maturity.”

Albert Einstein  

 

I think Einstein would have appreciated living in a Fortress of Solitude. He also appreciated not wearing pants sometimes. I can support that. 

 

On to the cake! I went classic today, in the form of a Käsekuchen, aka, cheesecake. I think some berries on top would have been great, but it took me three separate cracks at it to finish this slice….

I’d also like to share something else that’s pretty sweet. Literally. 

Occasionally in Prague I would spring for a super-fancy little pastry with chocolate inside. It was a small rectangle, with cuts on top that showed you the smallest little smear of chocolate that laid within. Once I actually got one with the chocolate on top, but nothing inside. It was a sad, sad day. But in Deutschland….
 
“Hello, diabetes? It’s Heather. Is this where you come from??” 
I bought a chocolate croissant for breakfast the other day and was expecting a little smear of chocolate ala Prague. Instead I got this monster that weighed a ton and was chock-full of Nutella. I daresay this will be a ‘once-in-a-while’ treat. Followed by a salad for lunch. And dinner. And maybe some lettuce for dessert.   
This weekend I’m off to visit friends in ze Dorf (village), and I’m definitely looking forward to some fall colors, and our long-awaited Harry Potter marathon. Hope you all enjoy your weekends as well!

Süß Samstag.

Yesterday I got distracted by shiny objects and forgot to post the cake so here we go….

Cake comes from the bakery down the street again, and I decided to get crazy and have some cookies this week too. The cake had whipped chocolate layers, and I’ve been trying to figure out what the topping is. It was really good, and tasted like toasted marshmallows. Any ideas?? The cookies were also delish; sugar cookies filled with an apricot jam. 

The other day I was really excited about finding out that Karstadt sells Swiss Miss, so I stopped there yesterday to pick up some other American-type goodies.

Germany, it’s just like home! Except the Frosted Flakes have a weird name!

I never get up early enough for breakfast, but maybe the Frosties will help me get into the breakfast habit. On a sad note though, I tried the guacamole dip last night and it is not so good. I’d recommend skipping it…. just get an avocado and make it yourself! 

Return of süß Freitag and some random stuff from the week…

Today’s cake comes from Bäckerei Ludwig down the street again. I thought it might be mint, what with the green and brown combo, but it wasn’t. The frosting tasted a lot like the frosting that we use at Christmas time on our sugar cookies at home. You know the kind, made from powdered sugar, vanilla, some other stuff and food coloring, and extremely sweet. The cake was good, but it was a small piece and it took me two sittings to finish it. Maybe a little too sweet. But that’s the rub of this project… you have to fight through all the cakes, however sweet they may be. It’s rough. 

Other things about this week (post hacker-meltdown)… 

Monday I finally got out to the Zollamt, aka the Customs office. I’d been waiting for my contacts I’d ordered from the U.S. for weeks, and finally got the notice that it had arrived and was sitting in customs two weeks ago. Since then, I either haven’t had time, or haven’t been able to drag my butt out of bed to get it, but the deadline had come and I had to go. Part of the reason I hadn’t gone was because the Zollamt is way far away. You have to go to the end of the U-Bahn, and then take a bus. The bus drops you off just off a main road, seemingly in the middle of nowhere. Then you walk about 20 minutes to the office. One side of the road has some big warehouse-like buildings, and a outdoor decor store. On the other side of the road is the Nürnberg container center. There are stacks and stacks of the huge metal containers you see at shipping yards, cranes, and 18-wheelers rushing by. And here I am walking down the side of the street, thinking that if it was darker, I would feel like I was in the beginning scenes of a gruesome episode of CSI or something.

Eventually I found my way to the Zollamt, waited my turn, waited for them to get someone who could speak English (not really necessary, but helpful), waited for them to figure out what duty tax I’d have to pay which involved waiting while they converted U.S. dollars to Euros, and finally getting out of there, only to wait some more for the bus. Back to the U-Bahn just in time for the school time rush home. Which was ok up until the point where I had five middle school boys sitting next to me and a problem with the train caused us to sit in one station for 20 minutes. After the haul around town that morning looking for somewhere to print the info I needed to take to customs, and the trip out to customs, all I wanted to do was get home so I could get ready for work the next day. I did not want to be sitting on a train with very loud pre-pubescent boys while more people kept piling in and we kept sitting there. Not fun. 

I guess this is lesson learned. I ordered the contacts online because I thought it would be cheaper and easier. My students told me they weren’t that expensive here, and it would probably be worth the trip to the eye doctor for a new prescription, and not having to pay shipping, hike out to that damn office again, and then pay duty tax. This means I will want to study German vocab related to the eye doctor in about six months. On it. 

That trip was tiring, and it added to my tiredness from being up too late the previous night. No, I wasn’t running around the city causing trouble again, but it was another very good reason.  Which brings me to the sunshine and daisies part of this week. 

Can we talk for a minute about how awesome Wisconsin sports are right now? I’m almost, almost, upset that I’m not at home for all this. 

My parents were at the Brewer game when they clinched their playoff berth, and the post-game celebration went on for an hour after the game. My parents were partying at Miller Park. That’s just weird. Since then, I’ve been living vicariously through people’s Facebook updates and pictures from the games. The Brewers haven’t been to the World Series in 29 years and people are going completely crazy at the possibility of this happening. A few years ago, they got a game or two into the postseason and it was a zoo at home. So I can’t even imagine how much fun it would be to be there for this. 

As if that isn’t enough, the Packers are the reigning Superbowl champs, and have started the season 5-0. Oh, Aaron Rodgers, you are awesome. Your beard makes every other beard in the world look scraggly and patchy. Your quarterback rating makes lesser men (*coughJayCutlercough*) weep. If you come to Nürnberg, I will buy you a beer. Maybe even two. That’s a promise. And the rest of the team ain’t half bad either. 

So I’m a little bummed not to be at home for all of this. But I’m happy to be living vicariously through Facebook, and watching games even if I’m 4,000 miles away. And it’s not just me who recognizes how awesome Wisco is these days, you can read more in this article from the Denver Post. 

Wow. I really am ADD this week. Cake, Zollamt, and sports. Whatever, it’s my blog and I’ll write about random stuff if I want to. 

Go Brewers!!

Oh, I miss these boys. Image via jsonline.com.