Some eat to live. I live to eat.: September 2011

So the start of school kind of put a delay on my food posts, though it didn't put any hold on the food consumption. However, I figured I would take a "fresh start" and go back to a post based on where it all started - Berlin! Though I enjoy beer, I cannot call myself a beer aficionado at any level - so when people ask me how the beer is in Berlin, I try to divert their attention away from my lack of beer knowledge with one of two examples.

1) Wheat Beer + Sprite (it's really quite nice - will probably post about it at some point).
2) Green Beer - aka, Berliner Weiße (pronounced Weisser)

After a day at the zoo, we went out with my cousin, his flat-mate and some of their friends for dinner. It's funny, after American steak in Berlin, dinner this night was at a Spanish tapas restaurant with sangria :)

love me some potatoes! oh, and everything else that's been fried on that plate :)

mmmm, anything drizzled in balsamic vinegar is delish - esp carbs + steak!

Food?

The group @ dinner

After dinner, we wandered around for a bit, looking for a bar to hang out at - the thing with not knowing the area, or the people you're with all that well, is that unless someone already has a pre-planned agenda of where to go, groups tend to wander for quite a bit before someone steps it up and picks somewhere to park it and have a drink. However, 'twas all in good fun, albeit a bit chilly. On the way, I also saw what legal prostitutes look like, and even some doing their thang, GASP!

Anywho, we finally decide on a bar, and looking at the beer menu is like information overload, even when most of it is English. Luckily, Steffi asks me if I've tried Berliner Weiße, which helps me make my decision. They told me the taste was indescribable, and when I actually tried it, it reminded me of the flavors of an Asian plum juice...but green...flavored with Waldmeister (pronounced Valdmeister). It was pretty delicious, and I ended up wrapping 2 bottles I bought from a store before I left and bringing them back to the States with me.