Things that are addictive:
1) Doppelkeks. Such a brilliant idea. Kinda like you crossed a digestive biscuit with a graham cracker, and then took two of them and put chocolate cream in the middle.
2) Civilization III.
3) Coffee. Our morning coffee breaks are how I became acquaited with Doppelkeks, but they also have the aforesaid bad-for-you beverage...and I've usually gotten up at seven or so, after staying up til midnight talking with drunken Romanians. So by 10:30, I'm in the mood for caffein.
4) Italian grocery stores. I miss Romeo and Joe's. Only found fresh basil TODAY...
I thought I was also going to miss my local, gay, wine merchant. Then I discovered the Getränk-Markt at Netto. Now, Netto is a pretty crappy supermarket, but downstairs, they have a wholesale drink market that would put the land of Cockaign to shame. Almost. If you had told me a month ago, that I would soon be in a place where you could buy Hefeweizen by the crate (as well as mineral water, fruit juice, and fifty other kinds of beer), and where Norman Cider would be displayed in an obscure place, with explanatory labels and marked down, I would not have believed you. Behold the glory that is Netto.
5) Grace. I'm in withdrawal...
6) Harry Potter. Frickin' Harry Potter. I bought a ( copy ) on the train trip to Würzburg to stave off boredom. It really is hackneyed (though C, M et al. assert that it's satyrizing the genre[s], and it does have its moments.) But I should really put it down now--and leave off LJ'ing--and figure out my presentation on Til Eulenspiegel. (As long as we're on the subject of owls...)
PS As long as we're on the subject of Rowling and chocolatey goodness: do you think the ChocoFrogs (or whatever they are in English) are a reference to the Crunchy Frog routine?
1) Doppelkeks. Such a brilliant idea. Kinda like you crossed a digestive biscuit with a graham cracker, and then took two of them and put chocolate cream in the middle.
2) Civilization III.
3) Coffee. Our morning coffee breaks are how I became acquaited with Doppelkeks, but they also have the aforesaid bad-for-you beverage...and I've usually gotten up at seven or so, after staying up til midnight talking with drunken Romanians. So by 10:30, I'm in the mood for caffein.
4) Italian grocery stores. I miss Romeo and Joe's. Only found fresh basil TODAY...
I thought I was also going to miss my local, gay, wine merchant. Then I discovered the Getränk-Markt at Netto. Now, Netto is a pretty crappy supermarket, but downstairs, they have a wholesale drink market that would put the land of Cockaign to shame. Almost. If you had told me a month ago, that I would soon be in a place where you could buy Hefeweizen by the crate (as well as mineral water, fruit juice, and fifty other kinds of beer), and where Norman Cider would be displayed in an obscure place, with explanatory labels and marked down, I would not have believed you. Behold the glory that is Netto.
5) Grace. I'm in withdrawal...
6) Harry Potter. Frickin' Harry Potter. I bought a ( copy ) on the train trip to Würzburg to stave off boredom. It really is hackneyed (though C, M et al. assert that it's satyrizing the genre[s], and it does have its moments.) But I should really put it down now--and leave off LJ'ing--and figure out my presentation on Til Eulenspiegel. (As long as we're on the subject of owls...)
PS As long as we're on the subject of Rowling and chocolatey goodness: do you think the ChocoFrogs (or whatever they are in English) are a reference to the Crunchy Frog routine?