Glorious Food

I had to have one.
I know it is not on the top of the nutritious and healthy list, but I had to have my Frankfurter Rostbratwürstchen anyway. I found myself in the middle of Frankfurt at midday with time on my hands. And there it was that memory, not tribal, all mine, of long ago: [...]

What I found on the Feldberg

This is Frankfurt, Germany, 2008. It is Tuesday morning. I am on the way to the library’s cafeteria, my office and intend to hold a writing session with whoever else of the writing group turns up.
I see their heads bent intently over their writing when I arrive, as I am late. I know this condition [...]