After seeing and experiencing the raw ingredients that many Munich local restaurants use in their food (Viktualienmarkt) it is really no shocker that the food is seriously to die for. I can honestly say there wasn’t one dish that I didn’t adore. The flavors are bold and the ingredients are fresh.
Not going to lie, I was a little apprehensive about my trip because as my favorite customer, Jim, explained you gain about a pound after every meal. Considering my wardrobe for the trip consisted of high waist Maxi skirts, skin tight leotards, and skinny jeans I seriously couldn’t afford to pack on the pounds abroad. I guess I didn’t take into consideration the fact that because the meals are so filling you don’t get hungry as often – thank God.
Not to mention my M.O. for the trip was to not waste carbs on anything but beer. And dessert. Mission accomplished.
I suppose I should backtrack a tad, I was lucky enough to be invited on this trip by my parents. My dad had business in Germany with the car company Audi and was taking my mom. My mom however didn’t want to gallivant around the country on her own so she wanted to take her “city-slicker” daughter along on all the day trips. She called and asked me 2 weeks before our scheduled departure if I could afford to take the time off school and work (and somehow manage to get a passport in time). My response, “uhhh is that even a question – of course I can come!”
The fam and I stayed at the Kempinski Hotel Airport (the hotel was attached to the airport by this gorgeous rainbow hallway)
Now, staying at the hotel had it’s perks, mainly the in house restaurant, Charles Lindbergh which I got to eat at almost every morning for breakfast. The breakfast buffet had every kind of meat and potato you could imagine, among other things.
On the first day I most of it. After a 14 hour flight, I was in desperate need of some fuel, can you really blame me?
Coffee, mango-papaya juice, bacon, sausage link, sausage patties, sauteed mushrooms, swiss cheese, tomato with melted cheese, fried egg, fresh mozzarella, blackberries, raspberries, lychee, and physalis. What a way to start the day.
What the hell is physalis? Cousin to the kumquat, its a bite-sized citrus explosion in your mouth. My waiter, Markus, told me a charming story about his friend who was in the mood for some syphilis because they were so good. Confused, Markus told his friend that syphilis was in fact not good, and that he probably didn’t want it. Turns out the friend actually was craving some physalis – personally I would have loved to see the outcome if this word mix up wasn’t cleared up. Is that bad?