Hofheim

Our plans to visit two cities, two street food fests…and get too much sun!

We finally had beautiful weather again yesterday, so Bill and I were determined to get out and enjoy our Saturday. There were two street food fests going on near us. One was in Hofheim, and the other was in Wiesbaden. Both towns are equally fun to visit, but for different reasons. Wiesbaden is a beautiful, grand, posh city with lots of restaurants and shops. Hofheim is smaller and more intimate. It also has some good restaurants and very easy parking at the Chinon Centre, a shopping mall.

It had been awhile since our last visit to Hofheim, even though it’s very close to where we live. We decided to go there first. The street food fest was going on in a parking area near the Chinon Centre. It was very well attended, as a lot of locals were as sick of the cold and rain as we were. We didn’t stay long, though, because there weren’t enough places to sit, nor was there a lot of shade. While I can see that there actually were places to sit, based on the photos below, there weren’t any when we were ready to eat. I took those shots about a half hour before we decided to partake in the goodies!

We had beer and a couple of offerings from the fest… chicken, beef, and ham and cheese empanadas and a crepe filled with smoked salmon and some kind of creamy mustard sauce. I saw other stuff that looked appealing, but again– not enough places to sit! I also didn’t like the music, which was mostly 90s era dance tunes. I think our local Globus (hypermarket) was doing some kind of world food event, to go with the Saturday market that happens every weekend. Below are some photos.

We decided to move on to Wiesbaden after about 90 minutes or so. That was a good decision, as Wiesbaden also had a nice celebration going on, and there were more venues to accommodate the crowds.

Neither of us were hungry when we got to Wiesbaden, but I thought maybe I could be talked into having ice cream. I don’t often get ice cream in the fancy ice cream parlors of Germany, because they’re such a big production, and usually too much for me. And then we had an awkward non-verbal social interaction at the place where we were considering having ice cream.

I sat down at a table next to an old man with a cane. I noticed his lips kind of twitched, as if he was offended by our presence. He got up and slowly moved to a table behind where Bill would have sat, had we decided to stay. He was then facing me, which made me uncomfortable. I was really put off by the guy, plus I hadn’t really wanted ice cream, anyway. So we moved on, and walked around Wiesbaden a little more, then stopped at the big wine stand in market square. There, we enjoyed too much sun and a couple of local wines.

Wiesbaden is such a beautiful city. It was nice to visit it again. I believe today is Sunday shopping day for both Hofheim and Wiesbaden, so there will be more festivities today. I don’t know if we’ll go to either place… Personally, I think I’d rather go to the Rhein, if it’s sunny. But I might just as easily stay home and do some reading. I find myself enjoying the reclusive lifestyle more and more these days. At least we got out yesterday, though.

Noyzi won’t mind if we stay in… 😉

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Hofheim

It’s party time because Bill is home!

Bill got home at about lunchtime yesterday. It was so nice to see his fuzzy face– he has grown a slight beard since last week. We went to the wine stand last night and talked to a few people. Noyzi came with us and was a little agitated, but every time we go to the wine stand, he’s a little less freaked out. He went up to our friend, Hannah, and gave her a very proper hello. She was delighted by how happy he was to see her.

We met a couple who just moved to Breckenheim, though they didn’t come from far away. We told them about how we used to live near Stuttgart and they said what a lot of Germans say when we tell them about our Stuttgart connection…

“That’s a very SPECIAL part of Germany…”

Indeed, it is. The dialect is different; people can be extremely tight with money; and they can be very anal retentive about Kehrwoche– that’s the communal routine of cleaning up common areas in a building or a neighborhood. Up here in Hessen, people seem to be a lot more laid back. It’s probably because this area is a lot more international.

We stayed at the wine stand for a little over an hour, but when it started to get crowded, we decided to move on. Below are a few photos… just a few, mind you. It wasn’t super exciting, although we did enjoy meeting the new folks, and appreciated that their English was excellent. The wife said she works at the airport and had a rare three day weekend! I mostly got photos of Bill’s hairy face, and Noyzi behaving himself.

Today, we decided to go to the Street Food Festival in nearby Hofheim. Those are always fun, and different towns have them on different weekends. Next weekend, we could probably find the same fest in a different place. Right now in Stuttgart, the big spring festival is happening. That’s definitely more fun and rowdy than the street food fest is, but we still had some live entertainment to cheer us, and lots of food from different places– from Ethiopia to Venezuela…

The band was kind of fun. They were playing songs from the 50s and 60s, mostly. Unfortunately, they had some issues with their sound. The mics were too close to the speakers, resulting in a very unpleasant tidal wave of feedback. You could easily watch people cringe as the metallic, electric shrieks emanated from the stage. But they eventually got the sound system straight, and they were better… entertaining, at least. Meanwhile, we enjoyed Venezuelan cheese empanadas, barbacoa pork tacos, and churros, washed down with pilsner. I got a few clips of the band, along with some “witty” commentary…

A very friendly elderly lady sat with us for a short while as we enjoyed “street food” to the American songs of 50s and 60s, interpreted by Germans. They also did a few in Spanish. I love how there are so many fun events in Germany… and we never have to worry about gun toting maniacs.

As we were finishing our churros, I noticed the skies were getting cloudier and the wind was picking up. It was getting chilly, too. I told Bill I wanted to see if anything was going on by the Wine Chalet, in a nearby parking lot. The Wine Chalet is a permanent thing, but it’s outdoors, on the outskirts of where Hofheim has its weekly market on Saturdays. Sure enough, lots of people were enjoying wine, listening to a dreadlocked Black guy singing Sting songs. We decided to have some wine… or, I had wine, and Bill had sparkling grape juice. The guy was pretty good, even if he was basically doing karaoke.

Mid glass, we were asked to move the table to another area. Bill had to help the guy who made the request, who seemed to realize mid move that we were Americans. He thanked us in English, after speaking German the rest of the time. I don’t mind being taken for a local. I take it as a compliment.

We got home at just before 4:00pm, just in time to feed Noyzi. We stopped in the Edeka to pick up some wine, because I think we’ll enjoy the rest of the evening…

It’s great to have Bill home again. He really makes me smile, as you can see… For some reason, when I try to smile alone, I look completely deranged. With Bill, I only look half crazy. 😉

I dunno about that beard, though… We’ll see how long it survives.

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