It's our third night in Cologne and we're standing outside a McDonald's cafe. Some of the tour group have popped in to go to the loo and whilst in there have got food. I look in with disgust that no matter which country Brits go to they end up eating junk food. What is that about! All my experience with German food so far has been amazing. When I visited Deggendorf before, a small town in the south, a chef prepared a stunning meal fresh in a little one man run hotel in the mountains. It was pork medallions, alternately skewered with beetroot on a bed of some really tasty mash, topped with a duck breast and white wine jus, sprinkled with spring onions. The wine fumes nearly knocked me out when I got a whiff but this meal was immense! One worth writing home about, but I was too impatient for that so I rang my mum, purely to describe the party my tastebuds were having.
So when I got the free trip to northern Germany, I got excited about the food. A little stand in Coventry town centre does German sausages, a branch of the Frankfurt Christmas Market in Birmingham I think but this one doesn't seem to be going anywhere now Christmas is over and Danke Gott! because I am definitely going to have withdrawal symptoms after leaving.
Up until now the food at Cologne's sport university has been the best place to eat. The first day I had that same mash with green bits and lumpy bits and smooth bits in with Bratwurst and gravy and that was flavourful, filling and less than £2. I couldn't finish it and you wouldn't believe how gutted I was about that!
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