I will have stories to tell - stories of Berlin. These stories will involve scorching heat, without proper A/C in sight. These stories will involve a gracious local food blogger, a politically-inclined brewpub host, and a friend of a friend, who is now my friend as well. And, yes, some of these stories will feature beer.
But, all of that is for later. Now, I just want to share some snapshots of an afternoon visit to Winterfeldt Platz Market in Berlin's Schöneberg district.
I wasn't the least bit disappointed by the fruit on display...
And, food stalls were punctuated by tables filled with funky jewelry, linen tablecloths, vintage knives, and...
shoes. Not to mention several stalls filled to overflowing with...
...fresh flowers. There were cheesemongers on hand, as well as the requisite...
...German sausages sizzling on the grill. A few stalls even catered to those with...
...vegetables on their shopping list. Still, carrots, cabbage, and alike were a rarity among the foodstuffs on display. Who was I to fight the German penchant for all things sweet, rich, and artery-clogging?
Bring on the apfelstrudel!
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