Friday, July 10, 2015

Foodie Freitag: Frische Paradies

I don't know if I would call myself a Feinschmecker, but I like food and I like to eat. When we go on vacation I'm the one who always scouts out the restaurants, and I can be fussy when they aren't good or the options are lousy.

I shop at the Viktualienmarkt at least once week, mostly for the sheer sensual pleasure of it.  I love ogling the bountiful heaps of produce, perusing the wheels of cheese and taking it all in.  I find these small everyday pleasures like this add up and make life worth living.

A couple of months some good friends of ours who live near Röcklplatz invited us over for dinner. We were served a mind blowing boar stew. Brett, the family cook explained that he got the meat at Frische Paradies. 

What's Frische Paradies?

Friends, Frische Paradies is a Feinkost that's tucked away in the Schlachthofviertel. After our friends told of us its abundant epicurean delights, I had to investigate.

I rode my bike over on a lunch break, pausing a moment to take a snap of this non-sentimental frieze on one of the nearby butchery buildings:

I then spent a full hour browsing the aisles and treating myself to lunch at the Bistro. I found everything from fine meats, all kinds of sauces, gourmet salts, New York deli pastrami (!!!), beautiful produce, exotic chocolates, you name it.

I bought a few things which completely emptied my wallet, so it's not an every day grocery place, but it's definitely going to be one of my new 'spots'.

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Monthly Instagram #1 - Fuck Your Rules

This image from my friend Julie's Instagram feed inspired an idea for a new series of posts. I started searching under hashtags like #münchen and found some amazing stuff! Each month I'll post one that spoke to me in some way or another.

I like to think this was scrawled by an expat who just had enough. 

Wednesday, June 17, 2015

I Just Meant To Buy A Little Paper...

Early one morning last month, I got out of the house early and made my way over to Maxvorstadt to pick up some paper at Carta Pura.

I was hoofin' it to make sure I'd dutifully get my 10,000 steps for the day. You can imagine my unadulterated joy when I realized I happened to pick the very Saturday that the Maxvorstadt Hofflohmarkt was going on!

This is the second time I've had insanely good hofflohmarkt karma. Here are some pics of the märkte as well as my leisurely sojurn down Schellingstrasse on that fine morning.

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

The Wertstoffhof

Let's talk trash. I'm on a ruthless decluttering jag. That means lots of trips to the Wertstoffhof. A quick Google Translate tells me that Wertstoffhof means 'Recycling Center'.

Well, you can just add 'recycling' to the list of things the Germans have gotten down to an orderly, methodical, science.

Oddly, I love these little trips. I feel like a good citizen for disposing of my 'problematic substances' (old electronics, paint, etc.) in a responsible way, and I'm infused with a sense of security and geborgenheit that I live in such a structured, thoughtful, well managed society.

Seriously, there are containers for everything: wood, plastic, electronics, old household machines, styrofoam. Guys in orange vests authoritatively direct the operations, which run smoothly. Basically you pull up in your car, run up to the appropriate container and toss it in. The industrious sound of mega-compactors adds a kind of soundtrack to the scene.

You're in and out in a matter of minutes.

But don't take pictures (why? are they worried other countries are going to steal top secret recycling plans?) I got yelled at by one of the guys when he saw me running around with my iphone. Lucky for you my husband is really good at taking stealth pictures. Shh.

Wednesday, June 03, 2015

Manouche Restaurant

I'm freelancing at the moment at an agency housed in The HUB. That means I'm spending my days in Sendling, and discovering its many charms.

One of these is Manouche. A tiny, hip Lebanese restaurant on Valleystraße. Apparently it's the younger sister of the first restaurant Beirut Beirut, which is just on the other side of Implerstrasse. Many say it's better. I haven't tried it out yet because I can't tear myself away from the 'Cocktel' I order at least twice weekly.

The 'Cocktel' is made of a flat bread  folded in half and filled with a mild salty cheese, mint leaves, olive oil, various spices, tomatoes, cucumbers, olives and sesame seeds. It's just divine.

Plus I love the aesthetics of the place. Check out their super cool website.

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Seifenkisten Rennen at the Auer Dult

'Hier ist der Welt noch in Ordnung' is a German phrase I've come to know and love. The literal translation is 'Here the world is still in order'. My husband usually says it whenever we drive through a charming little village in the Bavarian countryside. I think it to myself a lot living in Munich.

The things the make the world "in Ordnung"(to my mind, anyway) include a spirit of community, simple pleasures that don't involved the distractions of modern life and a keeping of the old traditions.

The annual Seifenkistenrennen (soapbox race)  that takes place during the Mai Dult at Mariahilfsplatz is one such occasion. It's a soapbox race that includes kids, parents, neighborhood old folks, as well as business establishments and local authorities. The participants all race with their own, hand built soap boxes. There are age divisions and an MC.

As I watch everyone cheer and clap for their friends and neighbors as they race down the hill, while I eat handmade potato chips from a paper cone and sip coke through a straw, I feel like I'm in a Munich version of the Andy Griffith Show.

These quaint pleasures within a large city are what makes Munich so special to me. In Ordnung indeed.