Instead of Easter at home, we took Mr Radish’s parents to a fancy restaurant in a former cloister in Bergen bei Neuberg an der Donau, where we have been before. There’s a lot going on with everyone’s health right now (prayers are appreciated) and we decided to let someone else cook for us this year. I had cream of Spargel soup, braised lamb with an incredible potato gratin, and a redonkulously fancy three-part dessert with six different fruits in the garnishes. It was meant to be memorable, and it was.
April 5, 2026
April 5, 2026
Monday was a holiday. We watched the Artemis mission until it was time to go to bed because I had to get up early to get zapped.
Note beginning of stork nest.
April 7, 2026
I’m gonna bust the stork saga out into a separate post. Pinkie-swear!
April 8, 2026
April 9, 2026
The German word is “Seeigel”, or “hedgehog of the sea” and I find that more appealing.
April 9, 2026
Chatted with an older lady also walking by, also not a fan of the steril concrete cubes that young people prefer.
April 9, 2026
Less traffic, different people, different things to see.
April 10, 2026
The dough is similar to State Center Kuchen, if you replace the butter and cinnamon with almonds.
April 11, 2026
