This is what I had.
Ingo had this:
At one time and he was faster than I was.
Like a seven-headed caterpillar (guess that´s a German saying, no? But ya know what I mean...).
Oh, gosh, in some aspects being a kid these days must be just great! How I would´ve loved this:
What´s all that do to with Belgium, you might ask?
Well. I said to Ingo, oh yum, gonna put this on the net, what is Rosenkohl in English?
No, not "rose kale", it´s Brussels sprouts!
So it seems we not only have to be very, very thankful for French Fries that come from Belgium originally, but also for this lovely, yummy treat!
Was. So. YUM.
See? If I did this whole stuff in German I would not have learned where Rosenkohl originally came from. What kind of an educational hobby do I have here after all, huh? :-)
3 comments:
It's nice to see Ingo smiling and looking well.
Um, I never ate "Rosenkohl" or "brussels sprouts" and never had to eat it as a child because my mother didn't like them either. She told me once they tasted like "toe punk" or "toe jam" (the stuff that collects between your toes -- what is the name for this in German?). I'm really not sure HOW she knew this and I don't want to know.
But after hearing that, I never wanted to try brussels sprouts, ever. Ugh.
Yuk! I don't know how anyone finds Brussel Sprouts even remotely tasty!
When Ingo makes them they sure are yummy! :-)
I just hope I don´t have to think of toes next time ;-)
What helps is that I don´t know any German word for the toe-thing!
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