I was eating from the right hand column of a restaurant in Heidelberg, Germany one day. I ordered what sounded quite appetizing ... the Wurst Platter. They brought me a platter of cold cuts. Initially, I was quite dismayed. However, I began to create various sandwiches with some of the most delicious dark homemade dark wheat (the bread is always better in Europe). The cheeses were whatever was available in the kitchen. The mustard was that stuff we pay $5 for a 4 oz jar over here. It's just seems better there, though. As I was a drinker back then, I washed it down with their draft under their proprietary name. A vegetable on the sandwich would have ruined this rustic indulgence.
Guess you had to be there.
-- Yours, Dan S.
Puedes corregir mi español... me gusta ... me llámame masoquisto.
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I was eating from the right hand column of a restaurant in Heidelberg, Germany one day. I ordered what sounded quite appetizing ... the Wurst Platter. They brought me a platter of cold cuts. Initially, I was quite dismayed. However, I began to create various sandwiches with some of the most delicious dark homemade dark wheat (the bread is always better in Europe). The cheeses were whatever was available in the kitchen. The mustard was that stuff we pay $5 for a 4 oz jar over here. It's just seems better there, though. As I was a drinker back then, I washed it down with their draft under their proprietary name. A vegetable on the sandwich would have ruined this rustic indulgence.
On Thu, 29 Mar 2007 03:24:28 -0500, "cybercat" <[email hidden]>
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I was eating from the right hand column of a restaurant in Heidelberg, Germany one day. I ordered what sounded quite appetizing ... the Wurst Platter. They brought me a platter of cold cuts. Initially, I was quite dismayed. However, I began to create various sandwiches with some of the most delicious dark homemade dark wheat (the bread is always better in Europe). The cheeses were whatever was available in the kitchen. The mustard was that stuff we pay $5 for a 4 oz jar over here. It's just seems better there, though. As I was a drinker back then, I washed it down with their draft under their proprietary name. A vegetable on the sandwich would have ruined this rustic indulgence.
Guess you had to be there.
No, I got you!
It *is* very European, isn't it? One favorite restaurant in Paris started meals off with huge baskets of cheeses, sausages and breads plus all you could eat soup (and a bottle of wine was on the house). You really had to pace yourself to be able to eat dinner (all that for one price)!
On Thu, 29 Mar 2007 03:24:28 -0500, "cybercat" <[email hidden]>
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> I was eating from the right hand column of a restaurant in Heidelberg, > Germany one day. I ordered what sounded quite appetizing ... the Wurst > Platter. They brought me a platter of cold cuts. Initially, I was quite > dismayed. However, I began to create various sandwiches with some of the > most delicious dark homemade dark wheat (the bread is always better in > Europe). The cheeses were whatever was available in the kitchen. The > mustard was that stuff we pay $5 for a 4 oz jar over here. It's just > seems better there, though. As I was a drinker back then, I washed it > down with their draft under their proprietary name. A vegetable on the > sandwich would have ruined this rustic indulgence.
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Guess you had to be there.
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No, I got you!
It *is* very European, isn't it? One favorite restaurant in Paris started meals off with huge baskets of cheeses, sausages and breads plus all you could eat soup (and a bottle of wine was on the house). You really had to pace yourself to be able to eat dinner (all that for one price)!
It *is* very European, isn't it? One favorite restaurant in Paris started meals off with huge baskets of cheeses, sausages and breads plus all you could eat soup (and a bottle of wine was on the house). You really had to pace yourself to be able to eat dinner (all that for one price)!
said a real den of iniquity eh?
It was a definate do-over. I had to make sure they didn't make a mistake the first time. 🙂
