I told Bill I really needed an outing. We were thinking of hitting the Mineraltherme in Boblingen, a very nice spa near the Panzer Kaserne, but decided instead to head for Ludwigsburg, a pretty town about 15 miles from Stuttgart and maybe an hour’s drive from our house. We had been there before. When we lived in Germany last time, we bought wine from a small French vintner that sold his wines in Tubingen and Ludwigsburg. Bill signed up for emails and would order the wine, which sometimes meant he’d have to get it in Ludwigsburg.
This time, we were going there to go on a beer run at Heinrich’s Getranke Markt 3000, an enormous beer and wine store that also sells water and juice. In preparation for this booze run, we got some cash and headed north. On the way up there, someone passed us in a salmon pink colored Mini convertible. They honked at us. We’ve found that people who drive Mini Coopers act like they’re in a fraternity or something. They often wave and honk when we take my car. I think it’s funny.
Big drink market!
Those carts require two coins to operate. It’s to get people to put them back where they belong. They’re hard to steer, though.
A Penthouse keg? Sex sells…
I posted this photo on Facebook and asked what it was. The guesses were interesting. It turns out it’s plum liquor made with vodka. I’ve seen pictures of it and it comes with a condom on it. I guess you shoot it before you have sex. That’s one way to take the edge off. I think it would be funny to serve it with whipped cream on the end. I tasted it. It reminds me of strawberry Kool-Aid.
Anyway, we spent awhile shopping at the drink market and got lots of great beers, including one from Ghana that I’m dying to try. We also got some beer glasses. The place isn’t as well laid out as, say, Spec’s, but it has an impressive selection of suds. We left with lots of stuff to test and blog about, along with some old favorites.
After our trip to the drink market, we went to downtown Ludwigsburg. Bill had to pee and I needed lunch. We took a shortcut through a mall and hit the restroom. As we approached, I pulled out the obligatory 50 euro cents and quipped, “You have to paaaaay.” That’s an inside joke. In 2009, I took several tours out of Edelweiss Lodge in Garmisch and the guide was a very annoying German woman who chain smoked and made quips about the need to pay to pee in Germany (and elsewhere in Europe).
After our potty break, we had a nice lunch on the square at an Italian restaurant. There was a lot going on today. Someone got married, so there were a lot of people around the church. A classic getaway car was parked there, adorned with flowers. Lots of people were having lunch and drinks on the square, listening to a small band of musicians playing.
It was a little chilly, but otherwise very pleasant. We really enjoyed ourselves… Since we have been reminded of the way, we’ll be back… if only to turn in the bottles.
Basil risotto with balsamic vinegar and cherry tomatoes.
Spaghetti al proscuitto.
The new fridge of sin is about to be restocked.