11-05-2012, 09:19 PM
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Originally Posted by laruss
One of my favourite food memories is the first time I visited my brother in Europe, he was living in Frankfurt at the time, we went to the corner grocer and bought bread, cheeses and meats. They eat that for breakfast.
My favourite was the Quark cheese (with herbs) on their wonderful baguette bread with a slice of salami. Oh my god food is so much better in Europe. I was hooked and now whenever i visit my brother he knows to have Quark and Salami for me. Yummy
That and Lamb in Barcelona, any restaurant. I don't know why they do it so well, but they do.
Ok, and the ice cream from the street vendors in Vienna.
And the chicken donair at the Amsterdam train station.
And the salami and spinach pizza anywhere in Germany.
Have i mentioned how much I like (good) food? And Europe has some of the best. Although my mom made awesome pyrogies.
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I know right! When I was in Italy I was shocked at how good the bread and cheese was. Could not understand why everything tasted so much better over there. Soon learned that growing things with no chemical assistance and using milk that actually comes from cows and goats that graze on the hillside, was the answer. Fascinating. Then again I could live on bread and cheese.
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