your theory is that retailers destroy all that effort. you know, when there’s a nice building but you’re distracted by that glowing yellow M. or those easels in the sidewalk that have arrows pointing you to a shop. or with bright red posters that say “SOLDES SOLDES SOLDES.” you’re forced to look at those things because your eyes cannot physically ignore them.
for example, look at this restaurant. can you even tell it’s a restaurant? it isn’t screaming at you to come in and eat. instead, it’s subtle – the little menu cards on the tables are enough to let people know that they are here for business. and they haven’t sacrificed a bit of the architecture. in fact, they’ve even enhanced it with the painting on the windows.
and of course they have their own river. in fact, three rivers that join here. which explains why the town is so nice: historically, the residents here were rich because this town controlled the river where all merchants had to pass through. so what to do with all that money… build nice houses to know off your wealth.
lunch break. a handwritten menu is a sure sign of good food. lots of meat, typical german. and the potatoes. this is where the germans are king. you don’t know their secret. but for the 2nd time in a row, the best potatoes you’ve ever had have come from germany. and that’s the only thing you dream about when you dream about german food… their potatoes! so new goal: learn the secret to what germans do to their potatoes.
if you remember correctly, you learn that the houses here were sold cheaply to residents in the sixties on one condition: that they take care of them. so everything is hand painted and hand restored by people eager to make their town beautiful. and who are proud of the buildings they live in. each building has the original date inscribed as well as the date that it was restored, so you do a lot of math when you’re admiring these houses.
a resident tells you that there used to be a factory here on the river that made bullets for guns. the water was used to cool the lead when making shot. but after world war II, for obvious reasons, they stopped. and instead they became a manufacturer for aluminum foil.
unfortunately you don’t take notes, and 3 months have passed, so you could be very wrong here. the only thing you are sure of is the aluminum foil.
ok, end of the short history story!
and you finish off with savory… hmm, well, you aren’t sure of the word in english. two pieces of puff pastry filled with a tomato sauce, cured meat, cheese, and tomatoes. delicious, and as always, a perfect way to end the day.