New friends and fantastic food at Pizarro Fine Dining!

A few weeks ago, Bill and I were still staring down the prospect of him spending three solid weeks in Bavaria on business. I was depressed about the idea of being alone for that long, since I tend to be kind of a recluse. I don’t enjoy cooking for myself anymore, especially in Germany, where we have small kitchens and everything is in Celsius (🤭).

It had been about seven months since our last visit to Pizarro Fine Dining in Groß-Gerau, so I asked Bill if he’d like to go there for dinner. If you’ve been reading this blog, you might remember that we discovered Pizarro Fine Dining in the spring of 2024. I was so blown away by our first experience there that we went back again in late May of last year. Then in February, we decided we’d better go again, because we weren’t sure what was going to happen with Donald Trump re-entering the White House. Pizarro Fine Dining is the kind of place where you don’t forget the food, and if we were going to have to move back to the USA or suffered a loss of income, I didn’t want to miss having another opportunity to dine there. Plus, I wanted to drown my sorrows.

Since we discovered Pizarro Fine Dining last year, we’ve noticed that it seems to have gotten more popular. The Web site has been revamped, and prices are slightly higher. Last night, it looked like there were fewer tables. Bill counted fourteen people, and every seat was taken. And it books up fast now– you have to secure your spot with a credit card!

Well… after last night’s glorious repast, I can see why things have changed. Once again, I left that restaurant shaking my head at some of the incredible flavors I encountered in Chef Julio Pizarro’s cuisine. Bill and I have been fortunate enough to dine in some really wonderful restaurants. The food we’ve had at Pizarro Fine Dining ranks as some of the best of the best.

I love the unique concept of this restaurant. You basically buy a ticket. At this writing, it’s 150 euros for the menu without any extras. The door is locked, so there aren’t any walk ins. It’s relaxed and casual, and feels like a house party, with good music, subdued lighting, and excellent wine pairings to go with extremely fresh Japanese-Peruvian fusion dishes, mostly featuring fish.

Last night, we sat at the “chef’s table”, which is a four top. Another couple joined us. We didn’t know them when we sat down, but by the end of our five hour meal, we felt like we’d made new friends. The couple we had dinner with live in Darmstadt and work for a company that tracks the weather. He’s Italian; she’s German, but she lived in Spain, The Netherlands, and France until she was 12. He speaks five languages. She speaks six! They met Julio at a party, and their friends told them they should book at table at his restaurant. It was their first time dining there, but I doubt it will be their last!

Bill and I pretty much went all out last night. We had the meat course, which wasn’t Wagyu beef last night, but another type of beef from Spain. The name of it escapes me now. It was leaner than Wagyu, but very delicious, and I opted to have a glass of wonderful Barolo wine to go with it. Edited to add: my German friend thinks it might have been Txogitxu, and now that I’ve looked it up, I think she’s right. It came from the north of Spain, and is described as the “world’s best steak.”

We also had the caviar, which we usually skip. It was definitely worth having it last night. I had the alcoholic wine pairing, while Bill had the “drink” pairing, which was non-alcoholic. Some of his drinks were fruit juices, but others were non-alcoholic wines. All were excellent.

And then there was the menu itself, which was titled “The Fire In Me”. Every course was beautifully prepared and delicious, but a couple of the courses were mindblowingly exceptional. I had to actually sit there dumbstruck for a few minutes to register how marvelous the flavors were, even when I wondered if I was going to be offended by something. There are certain foods I don’t care for, but some chefs can work magic and they have a completely different taste. Now– I still won’t eat mushrooms or truffles, so I had to skip those in the meat course– but I did enjoy beet root, daikon, radishes, and a few other items that normally I might not have wanted to try. Everything was exquisite!

After dinner, we had a round of espresso to perk Bill up for the drive home. The couple sitting with us, who had been talking up the train all night, looked crestfallen when they discovered that the train was canceled last night. They had to take a bus. Or maybe they called a taxi. I do think maybe we should take a cab to the restaurant so Bill can enjoy the wines more, but I like that he has the non-alcoholic beverages so we can try everything.

As usual, service was excellent, yet relaxed. The food was astonishing, and the company was a lot of fun. It was a really lucky thing that we hit it off with Susanne and G.G. as well as we did! Sometimes, people don’t mesh.

Anyway… the bill came close to 700 euros, which is a whole lot of money to spend on dinner. But we have a lot of things to celebrate this month. Next week is our 23rd wedding anniversary. Tomorrow, it’s likely that Bill will have a new granddaughter. And his next business trip, slated to begin November 17th, was supposed to be in Bavaria, but has now been changed to…

ISTANBUL!!!!!

And, with any luck, I will get to go with him. I can’t buy a plane ticket until he gets approved and booked on a flight. But, once that happens, I’ll hopefully be shopping for a seat on the same flight, and we’ll spend next week in a truly fascinating city in the Republic of Türkiye! I have been there, but it was in 1996. I am older and more established now, and since Bill will be with me, I probably won’t get hit on by the local men. 😉

So stay tuned… Hopefully, I will be setting this up tomorrow!

German lifestyle, Hessen

I just tried Knuspr for the first time…

Hi y’all. I am currently living life on my own, as Bill has gone on another one of his marathon business trips to Bavaria. But I wanted to pop on here for a moment to write about a first time experience I had yesterday.

A couple of days ago, I was on Amazon.de shopping for a new capo for my guitar. The one I’ve been using has a rubber pad that comes askew sometimes. I start playing, and the guitar sounds shitty. It’s because the pad has doubled up on itself and the capo isn’t seated properly. Yes, I could probably fix the capo with some super glue, and it’s easy enough to straighten out the pad in the meantime. I guess I just felt like shopping. I actually meant to go to the music store last week and pick up a new capo, but we never got around to it.

As I was shopping for the capo, it occurred to me that I also needed a new razor. I had just thrown out my old one. I don’t actually need to shave much these days. I don’t grow much hair anymore, and what I do grow is blonde or silver. But I don’t like seeing or feeling the long hairs, especially in my armpits. So since I was already going to buy a capo, I went looking for a razor, too. I wound up putting what I thought was a razor in my virtual basket, but it turned out to be just a box of razor refills. I still needed the actual razor. 🙄

So, as I put the razor refills away, I looked in the bathroom to see if I could find a new razor. I didn’t find one then, even though late yesterday, I found one, plain as day, in the top drawer of the chest of drawers in our bathroom. I don’t know how I missed it– it was in a big pink box, and exactly the kind I needed. But I did miss it during that first search, so I was left with the wrong impression that I needed a new razor handle. And it couldn’t be just ANY razor. I required one that would work with the box of eight razor refills that I got from Amazon.

So I went back to Amazon, and somehow, I found that the only way I could buy a new razor through them was to use Knuspr, which is an online German Supermarket-Hofladen. In retrospect, this was pretty dumb thinking on my part. I could just go to the Rewe, which is a ten or fifteen minute walk from our house. They would probably have what I needed. But I’m lazy, and I figured I could write a post for this blog, so here we are.

The razor was about 10 euros, give or take. To get free shipping, I needed to spend 39 euros. I actually found it rather hard to do that. Bill left me well-stocked with groceries before he left, so I really didn’t need much of anything. Knuspr offers all kinds of products, though. They do actually have a dedicated Web site that is independent of Amazon, but they also have lots of stuff on Amazon, which ends up becoming a separate Knuspr order.

I still didn’t want to spend 39 euros, or pay several euros for shipping and handling, so I tried repeatedly to find another seller, other than Knuspr. I was unable to do it. So I resigned myself to shopping on Knuspr for the very first time.

Yesterday morning, besides the razor, I ordered several bags of pasta, a bag of risotto, a couple of bags of Doritos, a pastry wheel, a jar of mustard, a couple of jars of different types of pasta sauce, and bathroom cleaner. Oh, and I also ordered a couple of fresh pretzel rolls, too…

Two hours later, the doorbell rang, and there was a guy standing there holding four or five paper shopping bags. He said, “Jenny?” I answered affirmatively and thanked him. Each bag had my name on it. And there was all the stuff I ordered. How very convenient… and dangerous!

I was impressed by Knuspr. The service was fast, accurate, friendly, and again, super easy! Will I use it often? Probably not… It actually does my heart good to go to the Rewe to shop when Bill isn’t home. It’s healthy for me to shop in person– forces me to drive the car and interact with people. If anything, I practice a little German and engage with the world. But if, for some reason, I ever need groceries delivered again while I still live in Germany, I would definitely use Knuspr. It’s totally legit!

And yes, I know some people have been using services like Knuspr for years, but I’m kind of a luddite. It takes me awhile to jump on these kinds of bandwagons.

It looks like Knuspr is available in cities throughout Germany, although I don’t know how many specific places offer it. I just input my old postal code in their search bar, and was informed that– tut uns leid– they don’t offer Knuspr there yet. But even in somewhat rural Jettingen, there was still an Aldi nearby, and a huge Real (which is now a Kaufland). So Knuspr is a great convenience, but if you can’t use it yet, you’re not gonna starve here. Jettingen also has a few great farms nearby, where one can buy super fresh milk and produce straight from the source. I think we have farms in Wiesbaden, too, but they aren’t quite as obvious. 😉

I didn’t actually need to buy the stuff I did. I didn’t even need to get the damned razor, because I found one in the bathroom after I already made the order. But the stuff I bought, by and large, won’t go bad. I can always use another bag of pasta or a jar of sauce. And it gave me something to put in this blog today, as I plow through this latest business trip. So kudos to Knuspr for that. One more reason NOT to get dressed in the morning!

Hessen

Breckenheimer “Kerb” or “Kerwe” October 12, 2025…

Yesterday, Bill came back from walking the dogs and said our village was having some kind of event in the Dorfplatz. He looked it up on the town’s Facebook page, and discovered that for the first time since 2009, they were having a “Kerb” or “Kerwe” (depending on your preference). This is a regional term for a street or village fair.

They had a carousel for kids, a game booth, snacks, beer, wine, cakes, and live German music. They also had tractors pulling trailers that played music. I don’t know much about who organized the Kerb, or what it was about, but it looked like several youth clubs put it on. It was very well attended, so I have a feeling that it will be something they do more often.

One thing I really like about living in Breckenheim is that there are a lot of social events. They are family friendly, and promote community. And, as a foreigner, I never feel unwelcome, even if we are “Ausländer“.

Below is a video I made of clips I took. I wasn’t very steady with the camera, because I didn’t want people to think I was focusing on them. I also took some photos…

Eight minutes of German style community fun!

I don’t know how much longer we’ll get to enjoy this community, but I really have enjoyed my stay here so far. I love this about living in Germany. I wish we could do stuff like this in the United States and not worry about idiots with guns or people getting violent over politics. We could learn a lot from the Germans.

art, Hessen

Our new art and one last wine stand for 2025…

On the third Saturday in September, Bill and I took some more art to Kunst-Schaefer in downtown Wiesbaden to get two new prints from Hungary framed, and have some other art re-framed. Bill picked up the finished projects a couple of days ago. Below are some photos of the results. The first photo is of our new Hungarian acquisitions. I always wish I’d bought more art when I get new stuff!

The above photo is of two sketches we bought from Dariusz Milinski in Jelena Gora, Poland, back in 2008. They were originally in platinum with beige matting and plastic, instead of glass. I’m not even sure if they were actual sketches or copies. But our experience buying them makes them pretty special to us. It’s nice to have them in new framing. I wish we could get back there and buy one of Milinski’s paintings. They are pretty amazing, even if he’s a bit of a nutter.

The ones in the middle are paintings we got in Vilnius, Lithuania, all done by the same lady. She was pretty happy when we bought her art. I am happy to see the paintings in new frames, although I wish I’d asked the picture framer to touch up the edges so they aren’t white. But I got some magic markers, so I can fix that issue without too much trouble. Sometimes being the daughter of a professional picture framer comes in handy.

On Friday night, we went to the wine stand. It was kind of cool outside, and the sky was a bit cloudy, but we had a great time. It was mainly because of that friendly German couple who always sit with us, even though we speak little German, and they speak little English. Google Translate is very helpful in that situation. At one point, the lady asked how long we’ve lived here. She probably wonders why I don’t speak better German. I do actually know a lot more than I used to, but it’s hard to speak in German. I have no one to practice with on a regular basis.

I told the lady that I can only sing in German. It’s a bit of a joke, because I did used to sing German songs a lot, when I was in my 20s. When you take voice lessons, that’s what happens. You learn songs by composers who wrote in German or Italian… or sometimes French and Latin.

She was curious about my musical pursuits, so I played a video from my YouTube channel. I chose this one, because the song is short, and I did a pretty decent job with it… Who doesn’t love Dolly Parton?

I think they were surprised…

She mentioned Breckenheim’s pop choir, led by our neighbor and the co-owner of our veterinarian practice, Dr. Konrad Blendinger, who is also a musician and songwriter. She was quick to tell me they do songs in English. I’ve seen them perform a few times. Dr. Blendinger has even written an original song about Breckenheim!

It would be fun to be in a pop choir… sometimes it’s hard to feel like a joiner, when you’re an outsider. But this couple is always so warm and welcoming to us. It makes me smile, knowing that there’s at least one local couple besides our landlord and immediate neighbors, who think we’re okay. 😁 I’m glad to meet locals in Wiesbaden, too. They’re more mature than some of the “friends” I made in Stuttgart.

Our town also just got a charging station for electric vehicles. Apparently, there was some controversy about this new development. I think they’re putting in a couple more stations at the Sportsplatz on the other side of town. Personally, I think it’s cool… just like I thought it was cool that they installed a public WC for events in the Dorfplatz. I love to see the community develop so people can have nice things. I wish Americans were more like this.

I took few photos at the wine stand, because it was kind of dark outside. I think there will be one more this year, but I’m not sure I’ll attend. Bill has to go to Bavaria again, so I’ll be alone when it happens. Maybe I’ll attend solo… but probably not. I like to teetotal when he’s not home. Besides, a lot of times, no one talks to us except the American pastor/lawyer who lives nearby. And she’s a very popular lady, so it’s not like she visits extensively. So, if I did go to the wine stand, it might not be much fun. I might get more out of watching political pundits on YouTube.

Anyway… it was a really nice time. Once again, I’m grateful to live in Breckenheim, which is a great little community with a good manager who makes sure the people are entertained. Bill says there’s a little fair going on at the Dorfplatz as I write this– something they haven’t done there since 2009. And there’s the Apple Fest in Wiesbaden, too, although I’m not sure if I want to go there. I probably should go, since I’m about to be lonely for three weeks. 🙁

But, on the other hand, I’m glad Bill has a job and is still getting paid to work. So, you gotta count your blessings where you find them, I guess. In other news… the vet called us while we were at the wine stand and told us Noyzi’s cytology report came back. He had a raw spot on his leg that we had tested for cancer. It was negative– he just has a bit of dermatitis. So that’s good news, too!

Hessen, Sundays

Wiesbaden City Fest 2025…

Yesterday, after spending Saturday at home, working on chores and stuff, Bill and I decided to attend Wiesbaden’s City Fest. We mostly decided to go to the fest because the weather was sunny and somewhat warm. I remembered attending it in 2019, but thanks to COVID and trips out of Wiesbaden in the following years after 2019, we never got a chance to visit again.

Yesterday, the festival was very well attended, with lots and lots of crowds. It took awhile to find a parking spot, and Bill was very grateful he had cameras on the Volvo. But we got out and walked around the fest for awhile. The main part of it was over by Wiesbaden’s artificial lake, and it included many of the same exhibits I remembered from 2019.

They had goats, sheep, cows, and ponies giving pony rides. There were a couple of groups providing live entertainment, and plenty of food stands, although there weren’t many places to sit down. It was also wall to wall people, without the walls!

I got some photos, although my phone was about dead…

*I remember these from the last time we went to this festival.*

I have to admit, we didn’t stay very long at the City Fest, because there were so many people there that it was hard to walk freely. There was also a lot of shrieking! Many kids were freaking out! It was still nice to see the exhibits, smell the food, and enjoy the farm animals. We even saw a lady from our village there. She smiled and said hello. And I saw a charming scene, as two women were walking with an elderly lady on the sidewalk, only to be met by a gentleman, who took the place of one of the women and gallantly offered the elderly lady his arm. It was heartwarming to watch him help her to their car, which he had helpfully brought up from the parking garage for her.

Bill and I crossed the street as the strains to “You’re Gonna Miss My Loving” by Lou Rawls played for a fashion show, complete with runway/catwalk. It was then that I realized that it was a “shopping Sunday”, meaning that some stores were open for business. No wonder the city was so crowded.

In the Marktplatz, there were more food stalls and a big stage was set up for a band. Although there was more space there, it was still crowded and low on seating. I also noticed that in front of the Marktkirche, there was a huge hole excavated. I’m not sure what is going on there, but it looks like major construction that might mess up future festivals until it’s fixed.

We decided to have lunch at the Les Deux Messieurs, a chain French bakery/cafe near the Marktplatz. It was nice out, so we sat outside. I kind of regretted that after a few minutes, because it was chilly and breezy. We had the same problem the first time we dined there a few months. Nevertheless, we both had quiche– Atlantique for Bill, and Lorraine for me, with side salads and beer. And then for dessert, I had a chocolate eclair, and Bill had a chocolate tart with vanilla ice cream and berries. It was a nice lunch! Next time, I’ll bring a sweater.

After lunch, we decided to go home and hang out with the dogs. The French late lunch was enough to tide us over until this morning. I’m glad we went to the City Fest, and grateful to live in a place where these events take place, and they are reasonably safe and fun for the whole family, even if parking and seating are in short supply!

On Wednesday of this week, we’ll be packing up to go to Switzerland again. I’m looking forward to the change of scenery. Bill will be having two more interviews for the C.G. Jung Institute, as he tries to gain admission to the program. I’m pretty sure Bill is a shoo in for admittance to the Jung Institute, but I could be wrong. So I hope for the best… and you can expect that next week, I’ll be writing all about it!

Hessen

It’s good to be back in Germany!

This past weekend was pretty busy. On Saturday, I finished my Budapest series, we dropped off some art at Kunst-Schaefer to be framed, and we attended the annual Oktoberfest our village holds. I bought a couple of prints in Budapest, plus we had some other art that needed new frames. The proprietor recognized us before he even saw us. He heard Bill’s voice and handled us personally. I think we give him a lot of business, plus he likes to talk about Donald Trump.

Yesterday, we went to lunch at Villa im Tal, which is one of my favorite local restaurants. The weather was gorgeous on Saturday, and kind of moody and weird yesterday. Fall is now upon us, and the temperatures are fluctuating. Last night, I even closed the balcony door, mainly because I’m tired of being bitten by mosquitos. They are particularly bad this year, and I have a bunch of itchy, painful bites from the blood sucking pests.

I remember earlier years in Germany, when by mid Germany, it would be decidedly chilly. This year, the weather has not been chilly, but it’s definitely pleasant. Saturday’s weather was a bit warm, but otherwise perfect. Some people wore Trachten to the Oktoberfest. I have a dirndl that could use a wearing, but I don’t know if it fits anymore. Menopause is a bitch.

I took some photos of the Oktoberfest celebration. It was very small, and they changed the location at the last minute. It was going to be in our Dorfplatz, which is very close to where we live, but they ended up relocating it to the place where the chicken raising club meets. There’s a German name for it, of course, but I don’t remember what it is offhand. They had beer, wine schorle, water, and other stuff, plus sausages, pork knuckles, and other delights. We didn’t eat anything at the fest, but we drank lots of beer.

*A cool looking house in our neighborhood.*

While we were there, after we were greeted by the city manager, only one guy spoke to us. He was a very pleasant older man who came alone and was hoping for company. I had never seen him before and wondered if maybe he was a widower. It was awkward, though, because our German isn’t nicht so gut. He finally excused himself. Before he left, he came over and said goodbye. I thought he was nice and felt bad that I couldn’t have a good conversation with him. But then, as we were leaving, we ran into a very friendly German couple who always talk to us, even though they don’t speak English! Every time we run into them, there’s an enthusiastic greeting!

On Sunday, we had our lunch date at Villa im Tal. I even wore a new dress. When we walked in, the wait staff immediately welcomed us warmly. There’s one lady who works there who always greets us by name and is so nice. They invited us to sit down, and the male half of the wait staff immediately knew to bring us sparkling water.

The meal was excellent, as usual, but it was a little difficult for me, because many of the selections had mushrooms or truffles in them. I get that it’s fall, and a lot of people love fungus, but it’s the one thing I can’t eat under any circumstances due to embarrassing childhood trauma, and the fact that I just don’t like them at all. Even if I didn’t have a phobia, I don’t think I’d eat mushrooms. I don’t like earthy flavors.

Anyway… I had a delightful pumpkin soup and Iberico pork, which Bill had on our last visit. The soup was so good– I am always impressed by Villa im Tal’s soups, which are velvety smooth and packed with flavor. It came with a tasty Parmesan “cracker”. The pork was very tender and delicious, and came with ratatouille and a potato pancake with chorizo sausage.

Bill had Tyrolean ham as a starter, and ox cheeks with truffled celery puree. The wait staff brought out extra bread for Bill’s appetizer, which was pretty filling. I was glad I had the soup!

Bill ordered a lovely bottle of Tuscan wine to go with our lunch. The waiter praised his choice, saying that it was a popular entry on the wine list. I enjoyed the wine very much, but then, when it comes to wine, I’m not super hard to please.

*House aperitif, which comes with or without booze.*

We had dessert, which kind of put us just over the edge of fullness. I had a tart made with Pink Lady apples, a scoop of homemade vanilla ice cream, and berries. It also had a couple of dollops of chocolate mousse. The tart was very good, but I think I would have been just as happy with some chocolate mousse!

Bill had vanilla ice cream with pumpkin oil and toasted pumpkin seeds. He said it seemed odd to put oil on ice cream, but the combination worked beautifully. We didn’t need any more food for the rest of the day.

I got up to go to the bathroom, and when I came back, Bill had an amused look on his face. He said the credit card machine wasn’t working and he didn’t have enough euros to pay the bill. So, because we are “regulars”, the waiter just took our address and got Bill’s email. He said they’d send him a bill and he could do a bank transfer. If they hadn’t known us, Bill would have had to go to an ATM! He did have enough euros to give the waiter a “Trinkgeld” (tip).

I’d say Wiesbaden is starting to really feel like home. This is where we’ve lived the longest as a married couple. In my lifetime, it’s the place where I’ve lived the second longest length of time in one stint. And yet, I feel like I don’t know Wiesbaden that well, mainly because of the pandemic, and the two years we spent holed up in our house, avoiding the virus and face mask mandates. We spent a total of six years in the Stuttgart area, but in two different stints and two different towns. I feel like I know Stuttgart a lot better.

Anyway… it’s a really nice feeling to be so warmly welcomed at a restaurant, and even nicer to know that they trust us to pay them when their credit card machine malfunctions. I know I’m not German, but Germany, and its people, have been welcoming… for the most part (we won’t discuss the ex landlady… 😈). We’ve been talking about a move to Italy, but maybe we should just stay here… if they’ll have us, anyway. 😁

Well, that about does it for the story of our weekend. Time to move on to heavier matters on the main blog. See you next post!

Hessen, holidays

Bird baths, bug eaters, and lots of beer…

It’s Labor Day weekend. In previous years, that meant going away for a short break. This year, we stayed home, because tomorrow, Bill has to fly to Lausanne, Switzerland for an overnight. He’s going to meet with one of the analysts at the C.G. Jung Institute as he progresses through the admissions process. Then, next Sunday, we will both be flying to Budapest, Hungary for several nights. Bill will be working, and I’ll be tagging along, looking for interesting photo ops.

We did a few things this weekend, though. On Friday night, we went to the wine stand. We talked to our American neighbors, a married lesbian couple with two children. One of the wives is a reservist in the military, though not posted here. The other is applying for German citizenship for herself and their children. The reservist is pursuing a doctorate in social work, so she was interested in hearing about Bill’s journey at the Jung Institute. She’s setting up a private practice for Americans and other English speakers here.

It stormed, so we sat under the tents and waited for it to pass. I couldn’t help but remember that in 2017, the awning from hell collapsed, and our former landlady accused me of negligence, because later that day, there was a storm. She claimed I was negligent for using the awning in a storm, which I hadn’t done… but obviously, it’s not uncommon for Germans to use awnings and tents when it storms. Yesterday was the anniversary of that sad event, which led to a lawsuit.

Saturday morning, I got up and went into the backyard to clean up dog poop and check the water bowls. I noticed one of the bowls was dirty. It wasn’t the first time. Then I saw a feather floating in the bowl and assumed that a bird has been using it as a bird bath. It occurred to me that maybe we should have a bird bath for the backyard. That would be a good excuse to get out of the house, anyway.

So we went to the hardware store– the one with the cool slide for kids. We searched the whole store, but they didn’t have any bird baths for sale. We also tried the Globus, which is a HUGE hypermarket. No luck there, either, although we did leave with a booze haul, Belgian beers, some groceries, and some really tasty snacks called Fonzies, which are like Parmesan flavored Cheetos. I’d say they’re superior.

Then last night, as I was sitting in the backyard, listening to music and drinking beer, I saw what appeared to be a female blackbird eating bugs. I assume she’s the one who keeps dirtying the dog’s water bowl. I put two out there, and they really only use the one on the right. The bird uses the one on the left. I am still looking for a bird bath, but maybe I shouldn’t bother. It’s going to be winter soon enough. I got some pictures of her. Looks like she was eating the bugs on Bill’s tomato and pepper plants. They say blackbirds don’t eat aphids, though… Maybe that’s not a female blackbird, after all.

As I was taking photos, the song “Maneater” by Hall & Oates came on. I changed the lyrics to “Bug eater.”

And then this morning, after being repeatedly pawed by Charlie, Bill got up and made breakfast. The biscuits turned out perfectly. So did the grits. I’m so blessed to be married to a man who knows his way around comfort food. He has really perfected making perfect biscuits. It’s not as easy as it seems!

I’m not sure what we’ll do today. Bill just asked if I want to go out. There is a wine fest going on in Mainz that we could attend. Do I want to go? I don’t know… The Mais Labyrinth is also going on, and we passed it on the way home from the store, but after we went to Globus, we were too tired to consider visiting. I always feel drained after going to Globus. It’s a HUGE store. But it was cool to watch the ladies making the melon displays as we passed. They take melons and turn them into people or animals or other decorations. Quite an impressive skill!

Anyway, that’s about all I have to write about for now. If we end up going out, I’ll update.

German lifestyle, Hessen, services

Yea for bulk pick up service!

Featured photo is AI generated, because I didn’t think to get a photo of our pile of discards this morning…

It’s about 9:00 AM, and a truck has already come here to pick up most of our bulky discards. This excites me, because that stuff has been cluttering the house for years. I’ve been bugging Bill to get rid of the old freezer he bought from a former co-worker for at least five years. He bought it in 2017 or so, when we lived in the old house, and it quit working in 2019 or so. It probably just needed a new freon bottle, but it seemed like that was more trouble than it was worth, so we never bothered. But it was a large appliance taking up space, collecting dust, and reminding me of yet another time when Bill should have listened to his woman. 🤨

I’m kidding, of course. He listens to me all the time. He just didn’t in that instance.

We also got rid of two US spec TVs that still work, but are outdated and not quite perfect. One was purchased in 2007 or so, when we lived in the Stuttgart area. The other was purchased at a Target in San Antonio. It was fine, until last year, when it became impossible to remove graphics from the screen. It bugged me enough that we got a new TV. The old one was collecting dust in the basement, next to the broken freezer.

At this writing, we’re still waiting for the trash pick up to get our old king sized mattress. That thing was a real bitch to move out of the house, mainly because it has no handles. We’d put it in Noyzi’s room after we replaced the old mattress. Last night, Bill and pushed that thing down the hall, and down the steps. It got hung up on the downstairs ceiling, but with some elbow grease and muscle power, we finally got it out the front door.

Bill’s two friends and co-workers came and helped us out last night, getting the freezer out of the basement. Bill had already taken the door off and removed the drawers. When they were picking up the freezer, the freon bottle released a puff of gas, which got Bill in the face. He wasn’t any worse for wear.

Noyzi and Charlie were absolutely DELIGHTED to meet Bill’s co-workers. I was so proud of Noyzi, especially, because there was a time when he was absolutely terrified of men. Now, he loves everybody. He’s learned that people are mostly good. And Charlie, of course, was his usual social self. He likes men, so he was very happy to meet the guys last night, both of whom are dog lovers, too! One of Bill’s friends noticed Charlie’s eyes staring out from a crack in the door. It was so cute. I wish I’d gotten a photo.

Now, as I look around the house, I see other items that need to be ditched. Bill says we can get stuff picked up four times per year. I don’t think we’ve ever had a bulk trash pickup in all the years we’ve lived over here, but it sure is a nice service. I see our next door neighbor is also ditching some stuff today, including a mattress.

I’m not sure what will happen next year. It’s entirely possible that we may have to move next year, but that’s true of any year. It’s a fact of life, when you’re in the military lifestyle– even after retirement. But it’s good to know that it’s easy to schedule these things, and they work out so well. There’s an app that is simple to use for scheduling. I have a feeling we’ll be using it again soon!

I’m not sure if this service is available everywhere. My German friend, who lives down near Stuttgart, says that it’s not available where she lives. It probably depends on the county. I’m sure she’ll tell me the scoop.

German lifestyle, Hessen, Sundays

One last visit to the Rheingau Wine Week…

The weather was so gorgeous yesterday afternoon, that Bill and I decided to go to Wiesbaden and enjoy the last day of the Rheingau Weinwoche. As I mentioned last weekend, Sunday is our favorite day to go to this fest. It’s usually more laid back and low key than on Friday nights or Saturdays. I’m not sure what the fest is like during the work week. Our usual parking garage was “besetzt” (full) when we arrived, so we parked at the Kurhaus, which had plenty of parking.

We enjoyed a snack and some wines… I had a little quiche with bacon and garlic, and Bill had cheese bread sticks. We listened to the strains of live music and some American guy in a Nickelback t-shirt proselytising to a multicultural group. It was kind of annoying, because there was a smoker in the group, and when she finished her cigarette, she put her dirty ashtray at the table next to ours.

The carillon player at the Marktkirche was rocking out on what sounded like a very interesting cover of “Viva La Vida” by Coldplay. I love this about Germany… the churches are pretty secular.

This was a surprising music choice for a Sunday… I thought it was kind of cool, though.

We didn’t stay a long time at the fest. It was somewhat crowded, and Bill was not wanting to drink a lot of wine, since we drove. Still, it was a beautiful day with a perfect temperature– about 75 degrees Fahrenheit. I got a few more photos, just in case it turns out to be our last year getting to go to this particular festival…

We really have been fortunate to get to live here… Wiesbaden is a lovely place to live. Not that I didn’t enjoy Stuttgart, too… although the traffic was worse, and the local culture was a bit different.

I’m not sure what we’re going to do next weekend. There will probably be another wine fest somewhere close, or maybe we’ll visit another town. The possibilities are endless, and we really should get out more. Anyway, a new work week has started for Bill. Hopefully, it will be a productive one.

Hessen, Purchases

What a difference a new mattress makes!

After I did my blog writing yesterday, I was sitting in my steamy office pouring sweat, rather impatiently waiting for our new mattress and air conditioner to be delivered in two different shipments. I had moved the old air conditioner to the bedroom, until the new one got to us. I have since moved that AC back into the office, so my sweaty days are over, for now.

The mattress arrived first. I had already completely stripped the bed by 1:00 PM, when the two guys arrived with our new bedding. We were expecting to have to schlep it up the stairs, but the delivery guys kindly did that for us.

Once the new mattress arrived, Bill and I wrangled the old mattress off the bed, cursing the fact that, for some reason, it didn’t have handles on the sides. We pushed the old mattress into the hallway, and then while Bill unwrapped the new one from its plastic, I vacuumed up all of the dust, dirt, hair, and trash that was under the bed since we moved in back in 2018. It was pretty gross, though not quite as gross as it was when we moved out of Jettingen in late 2018.

We put the new mattress on the bed, and worked up a sweat putting the cover, foam topper, and feather bed on it, then the sheets and duvets. I sat down on it and was immediately impressed by how much better the new mattress is. For one thing, there’s no “hill” in the middle of it! We do have the old box springs, but that’s okay for now. We’ll check back again to see if they get any in at AAFES so we can replace those, too.

About an hour later, the new AC showed up. We did have to haul that upstairs, and it wasn’t easy. But, we managed to get it into our bedroom, and Bill set it up quickly. It’s much quieter than our old one, and does a good job keeping the room cool while we sleep.

This morning, Bill was noticeably well rested and in a good mood. It occurred to me that once you get to our ages, things like mattress replacement should be a priority. Good rest is essential for good health, and better work. I did wake up a time or two last night, but I don’t think it had more to do with the mattress than my need to pee.

The new air conditioner is a bit more compact than its predecessor and came with a remote control that works well. I think the other AC also had a remote, but we bought it as a floor model at a Media Markt in Nagold. So this new machine is a step up, and well worth the money. I’m too old and crotchety to wake up hot and sweaty… and given that menopause is upon me, it’s even more important to have an AC. I know the AC will probably be tucked away for the winter a month from now, but to me, the money to be comfortable for the last few weeks of summer was very well spent.

The air conditioner came from Amazon.de. I’d rather not give Bezos money, but sometimes, the logistics are just easier with Amazon. This was one of those occasions. I had to give the driver a six digit code to accept this shipment. I guess they’ve had problems with people taking stuff that isn’t theirs. I didn’t have to give anyone a code when we got our new washer and dryer in 2023.

Now, it’s time to do something about my OLD Mini Cooper, which is long overdue for retirement. Stay tuned for that update.

The Traveling Overeducated Housewife

…the wanderings and ramblings of a boring housewife…

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