What Happens When a Yankee, Ex-German Expat Puts Down Southern Roots
Monday, July 21, 2008
Wurst of the Week -7/21
The medieval meat market in Ghent, Belgium — the Groot Vleeshuis — is now a bar and café. This sausage sampler was served below hams handing from the ceiling. The wurst in the middle was certainly the worst…it tasted like cold, spicy hot dogs.
This blog was originally called "Überall," which means "everywhere" or "everything" in German. It made sense at the time, since I was writing about my time abroad. Once I moved back, it didn't work as well. With the addition of a space, a letter, and an apostrophe, it is now much more appropriate for my new locale.
In the fall of 2007 my husband and I moved to Germany. After more than a year of traveling, eating, and living abroad, we were transferred back to the states. At the time of our return, I was 34 weeks pregnant. This is a true account of our re-assimilation, reverse culture shock, and impending adventure into parenthood.
I don't think there are quite enough sausages in the South to maintain the "Wurst of the Week." Instead, I am replacing this sidebar feature with "A Southern Something." To start, I'd like to introduce you to chow chow. A pickled relish, chow chow can be made from any number of vegetables, including cabbage, onions, or green tomatoes.
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