Xmas shopping in June

Apart from their immaculately restored mediaeval townscape, Rothenburg ob der Tauber is famous for Käthe Wohlfahrt’s Christmas Village. This all-year Christmas store has two shops on Harrngrasse, off Marktplaz.

‘I think I’m gonna find some gifts for my close friends at Käthe Wohlfahrt.’, mum told me as we had our German breakfast.

By the way, we loved German-style breakfast – a buffet style breakfast consisted of various breads, cheeses, cold meats, jams, cereals, juice, yoghurt, salad and fruits – very much! I also introduced mum to blue cheese during a breakfast buffet at Strasbourg as the cheese was packed with gut-friendly bacteria. At first, she was not very keen on “cheese with mould”. However, she grew to like it by the end of our road trip. Our favourite way of eating the cheese was to have it with a thinly sliced German-style rye bread. They were delish!

After breakfast, we checked out of our room at 9:30. I asked at the reception if we could continue to park our car in their car park while we were sightseeing because we couldn’t see much of the town the previous day due to our late arrival. The receptionist replied, ‘Of course! You can park all day if you want.’ How nice! We liked the town even more.

The sunshine was beating the streets already. I had got a feeling that it was going to be another sizzling day…

Rothenburg was full of gift shops!

Mum loved a linen shop which was laden with house accessories such as cushions, pillow cases, tea towels, handkerchieves, Christmas ornaments, etc. All of them were beautifully hand embroidered and some of them were heavenly scented with locally produced lavender. ‘How do I look?’ Mum picked up one of the hand embroidered t-shirts and asked my opinion. She didn’t expect the weather to be this hot, therefore, she needed a few new tops. The t-shirt was made with organic cotton and looked very flattering on her. ‘Yeah mum, it’s a definite buy!’ So she bought it.

Marktplaz was filling up with tourists…

There was a fountain which we overlooked the previous day…

Mum with a cute company car of Käthe Wohlfahrt which reminded me of a Harrod’s delivery van…

Mum with their all year around Christmas tree…

No photography was allowed beyond this point, therefore, I have no image of this Aladdin’s Cave for Christmas lovers. Describing it in one word, the store was HUGE. Every available space, such as walls and shelves and even some floors were utilised to display everything “Christmas”. Despite it was in the middle of June and nearly 28°C outside, being on the comfortably air-conditioned shop floor with never ending Christmas tune ringing in our ears, we felt like the festive season was just around the corner, not six months away!

Mum pondered for a long time what to buy for her friends. ‘No chocolate because they’re gonna melt. No tree ornament because they’re too fragile and bulky…’ Oh, she was in trouble. Then, we came to a department selling advent calendars. ‘How about them?’ I suggested mum to get those fun calendars for her friends. Since advent calendars were a part of the German Christmas traditions, they would be most appropriate and space-saving souvenirs! She agreed and we picked altogether 15 sheets, including one for herself.

When we left the shop, it was nearly eleven and the sun was high…

Before leaving the town, mum wanted to visit the shop we came across last evening…

There were many small wooden toys and ornaments in their show windows. ‘Shall we go in?’

We found a woman at the till / worktop busy assembling one of her Christmas table ornaments. She explained that all the items in her shop were made by her and her husband. Mum and I agreed that we wanted a souvenir for ourselves which was truly “Made in Germany” since Rothenburg used to be a town well-known for their craftmen and artisans. We chose a Christmas table ornament with a Santa Claus, a reindeer and a tree arranged on a small rectangular dais. ‘This will remind me about the fun we had together.’ Mum smiled.

Now, we must get back to the car and head to our next destination!

Eww, I’ve got a feeling that our car will be scorching hot by now. How am I gonna touch the steering wheel with my naked hands…

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Rothenburg in dusk

One thing I totally misjudged about our road trip was the amount of time it would require if we wanted to visit every single town along Romantic Road. I thought we could get away with visiting several towns a day while we were en route from Würzburg to Füssen in four days.

After we had the fiasco between Würzburg and Rothenburg, it was decided that we would rather visit one place at a time and spend a quality time there than skim through a few places in a hurry and end up passing most of the time in a car.

Following is a list of the towns we gave up visiting: Tauberbischofsheim, Lauda, Bad Mergentheim, Creglingen, Dinkelsbühl, Nördlingen, Harburg, Donauwörth, Landsberg, Schongau and Pfaffenwinkel. You see, I should have allocated a week at least if we were to explore Romantische Straße properly…

Ok, let’s get back to the moment right after we bid farewell to the Japanese gentleman at Cafe Walter Friedel.

We found Marktplaz almost emptied of tourists…

Apart from restaurants and cafes, all the shops were closed…

We decided to have gelato at one of ice cream parlour on Rödergrasse…

We sat on the steps of one of the souvenir shop and watched the passers-by who also appeared to be tourists like us while we ate our dessert…

Once we finished the gelato, we resumed our evening stroll.

What a pretty dress! Mum was delighted to see a little girl’s dress in the window…

Anyone fancy some Lederhosens for little boys and Dirndl dress for little girls?

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Snowball in June

No, it was not a real snowball but a pastry named as Schneeball (snowball), which was the most famous sweet in Rothenburg ob der Tauber. And I forgot to taste it!

I blame the heat wave, which was upon us throughout our road trip, for making me to miss out on this local delicacy. It was simply too hot to have any appetite for a fist-size fat-fried donut with sugar. Instead, I craved for ice cream (and beer).

Awww, Scheebälle! I want you now…

Are they like Krispy Kreme?

The history of these pastries is very long – they have been known to exist for at least 300 years. They were meant to be served on special occasions such as weddings, however, they became famed local delicacies and started to be available throughout the year.

The main ingredients are flour, eggs, sugar, butter, cream and plum schnapps. In order to form a distinctive shape of Schneeball, the dough is first rolled out and cut into even strips with a special rake-like cutter. The dough is cut as such that the top and bottom are left intact. Then, partially cut dough is loosely assembled and placed in a “Scheeballeneisen” – metal tongs with hollowed globes on the both ends. Finally, the scheeballeneisen with the dough inside is inserted into a deep-fryer, and voila, a golden brown Schneeball is born! Obviously, it has to resemble the real thing, therefore, it is dusted with confectioner’s sugar while warm.

Nowadays, Schneeball comes in many varieties of flavour, such as dark chocolate, white chocolate, mocha, almond, marzipan, vanilla, etc.

When mum and I were peering into a show window of Cafe Walter Friedel, a man standing nearby turned and asked if we were Japanese.

‘They are Schneebälle, did you know?’ He smiled. He was a Japanese tourist and visiting the town which was a part of the package holiday. ‘We came by a tour bus. How did you two get here?’

He was very much surprised when I told him that I drove from London. His eyes twinkled with excitement. ‘Oh wow! Really? I’d love to drive on a world famous autobahn too!’, he gushed. Apparently, he loved fast cars and driving a car in general. He confided to us that a driving holiday in Europe, especially hiring a BMW in Germany and driving it on autobahn, was his lifelong dream.

Our conversation returned to the Schneebälle in the window, and we asked him if he tried them already. He replied yes and told us what he thought about them.

‘They were very sweet and rather greasy.’

Oh, I see. Mum and I looked at each other, thinking the same thing. Are they going to be as anticlimactic as Kendel Mint Cake or Grasmere Gingerbread?

Anyway, the man and we parted shortly afterward, wishing each other a safe journey home.

Next day, we did have a chance to explore the town, but we completely forgot about the pastries because our attention was all focused on the Rothenburg’s famed Christmas shops.

As I write this post, I have come across a German confectionary shop Walter Friedel, and they are happy to ship their Schneeball to anywhere in the world as long as the order is more than €18.00! I am going to ask Hubbie if he wants to try them. So watch this space…

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Evening saunter at Strasbourg

After our hearty dinner at Le Clou, we decided to have a little stroll around the cathedral. For mum, long summer evening in Europe was a wonder and she wanted to make the best out of it. ‘It is still so bright even though it is already 8 oclock!’ She marvelled as we left the restaurant.

A maze like small streets surrounded the cathedral.

And the steeple of the gigantic cathedral was found, looming over us from most of the street corners…

Mum spotted a gift shop which appeared to be specialised in handmade Christmas ornaments…

Unfortunately, the shop was already closed. The next day was Sunday, which meant the shop would be remained shut until the coming Monday.

‘Shame but don’t worry because we are coming back to the city in seven days time so you can check them out then.’ I reassured mum who was looking into the shop window wistfully.

While the vicinity of the cathedral was dense with buildings, like rows of trees in a forest, keeping the streets between them sometimes in the perpetual shade, a vast open square which surround the cathedral made a dramatic contrast…

The cathedral sat in the middle of the clearing like a giant. We, humans, were like ants in comparison…

Wonderful stoneworks adorned the cathedral. So gothic and so magical…

The building stood in the northwest corner was one of the oldest medieval structures in Strasbourg…

The building must have been seen by John Calvin and Mozart while they resided in the city.

The west side of the square was jam packed with restaurants, cafes and gift shops.

Lots of decorative knick-knacks in the windows seduced the passers-by to take a piece (or pieces) of Strasbourg with them…

On our way back to the hotel, we came across a mini concert given by a man with a cello in front of the cathedral…

What an enchanting city! We were completely smitten by Strasbourg…

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Levi’s blue

What an anticlimax it was! 

I couldn’t wait to open a package from Vestiaire Collective and see a pair of vintage deadstock Levi’s 501 I bought. 

Well, I bloody wasted my time and money…,

The pair was labeled as W25 but it was way way larger than my own 501 in W26! They hung around my hip like a crumpled paper bag and it didn’t look great.

They were supposed to be like this!

What went wrong?!

As I stood in front of the mirror crestfallen, Hubbie consoled me that the mistake was easily made as the sizings of Levi’s were varied greatly in the past. ‘I used to wear 501 all the time when I was a student and found their sizings were all over the place. 

Oh, how I wished if I asked more questions about the details of the jeans!

So what am I gonna do with the pair? Selling them in an auction? Taking them to a tailor for alteration? 

In the end, I have decided to keep them intact for now. I shall look at the pair again at the beginning of autumn with a fresh pair of eyes and then make up my mind what to do with them. I may wear them with tights underneath because they are so buggy. I shall look for inspirations in Pinterest with keywords such as “501”, “buggy”, “distressed” and “outfits”. 

Hope this mismatch to become a long lasting partnership…

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