A Day at Bochum
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What greeted us was a lovely home, garden teeming with flowers, and a pond surrounded by frogs and dwarfs. The fishes weren't in the mood to say "Hi", though.
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Alongside lean Steaks, Bratwursts, Potato Salad, and Cucumber/Tomato Salad, was fatty Pork Belly and Garlic Rice. Excuse me while I drool. When we were kids, I remember me and my siblings fighting over the last piece of sapay (pork fat) at lunch - like the oily glob was some prize. Time flew - it was spent eating, discussing recipes, laughing at how "domesticated" we've become, catching glimpses of the soccer game, reminiscing about the good and bad (mostly good) times we shared, and just chilling out.
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LINKS:
http://www.starlight-express-musical.de/
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