So a recent Sunday, as a treat to our hard weekend of writing, Dominic and I rode our bikes to Emmerting, a nearby village, for some sweet treats at the Eisalm. We weren’t the only one’s with the same idea. By the time we arrived bikes and cars were lined up along the road, while a line was making it’s way out the door. I’m a firm believer in going where the locals go and I clearly hit the jackpot with the Eisalm which, despite its popularity, is a small dairy farm/ice cream parlor operation. The selection was modest with about 10 flavors and a few specialty desserts. The flavors included the classics like Schkolade (chocolate), Edbeer (Strawberry) and Vanille (Vanilla) and a few flavors I’ve found to be popular in Germany Haselnuss (hazelnut) and Straciatella (vanilla with chocolate chunks). The Eis at the Eisalm was different than American ice cream, which has a fattier tongue feel. Their Eis was grainer, like it was made with a water base rather than a cream or milk base. Regardless of the new texture to my tongue I enjoyed my Blueberry yogurt and the sneaky bites I stole from Dominic’s Haselnuss. Next time I’ll get the warm raspberry dessert, it looked fabulous!
I scream, you scream, we all scream for Eis Cream, no that wasn’t a typo. Eis is the German word for ice cream. It sounds similar to its English cousin making it an easy word to recall during my transition from my mother tongue of nasally American English to the guttural Hoch Deustch aka high German. Well the goal is that I learn “proper”’' German before I learn what non-Southern Germans consider the “hill billy slang” also known as the Bayerisch dialect. I personally like the dialect spoken around me in the Bayern State. They soften many of the words giving the German language a purr rather than the bark found in the Hoch Deutsch. Other than dialects there seems to be many dividends between Bavaria and the rest of Germany, but I digress, I was originally talking about Eis.
So a recent Sunday, as a treat to our hard weekend of writing, Dominic and I rode our bikes to Emmerting, a nearby village, for some sweet treats at the Eisalm. We weren’t the only one’s with the same idea. By the time we arrived bikes and cars were lined up along the road, while a line was making it’s way out the door. I’m a firm believer in going where the locals go and I clearly hit the jackpot with the Eisalm which, despite its popularity, is a small dairy farm/ice cream parlor operation. The selection was modest with about 10 flavors and a few specialty desserts. The flavors included the classics like Schkolade (chocolate), Edbeer (Strawberry) and Vanille (Vanilla) and a few flavors I’ve found to be popular in Germany Haselnuss (hazelnut) and Straciatella (vanilla with chocolate chunks). The Eis at the Eisalm was different than American ice cream, which has a fattier tongue feel. Their Eis was grainer, like it was made with a water base rather than a cream or milk base. Regardless of the new texture to my tongue I enjoyed my Blueberry yogurt and the sneaky bites I stole from Dominic’s Haselnuss. Next time I’ll get the warm raspberry dessert, it looked fabulous!
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Last weekend Dominic and I made plans to climb early in the morning, well the initial plan was dashed once we realized we didn’t have our gear . We were still wanting to be active so we opted to do what we thought would be an easy tramp up Hochfelln peak. I’m sincerely grateful we didn’t have our gear to climb, because the easy tramp almost gave me a heart attack. I’m severely under condition to hike anymore. I’ll blame it on the two months I spent back in Ohio.
Well, we started our trek early enough, regardless of our slow pace, that we didn’t run across too many other hikers, on our way up. Since most of the hike crosses through farm land, there were a few cows along the way, but they ignored us. Other than cows dotting the fields, there were ski lifts, a few Almen, which are like alpine restaurants, and a cheaters lift to the top. The paths were well maintained but there were a few parts where the incline/decline was so steep that the gravel rolled under foot. Luckily I’m part mountain goat and didn’t fall. When we reached the top we were greeted by an amazing view and lots of people. The area was big enough that we were able to find a secluded area to enjoy the view in peace. We ate our packed foods, took pictures, and started our way back.On our way down we were surprised by how busy the track got. There were hordes of people, large groups of children on a class trip and families. Everyone was taking advantage of the nice day. |
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