Saturday, October 2, 2010

BLACK FOREST

We made our way into the Black Forest today.  The weather was lovely and we girls we ready to shop!  Our friends, Jack and Jane, came with us, and armed with our GPS (coincidentally, also named Jack), we took of for Triberg - a little town known for it's waterfall, as well as it's Black Forest-y attributes of cuckoo clocks and Black Forest Cake.   Along the way, our friends asked us if we were going to buy a clock.  We smiled and said that cuckoo clocks weren't really our speed - so we'd pass, but we were excited to see what we could learn about them.

Triberg was a cute, one stoplight kind of town.  The leaves were beginning to change, and they were all set up for Black Forest Tourists!




The cuckoo clock options were dizzying.  We met a man who had lots of opinions and expertise about hand vs. machine carved characters and how he could customize a clock, etc.  I smiled and nodded - it truly was interesting.  However, my dear, sweet husband was HOOKED.  He thought it would be really neat to take home a hand carved clock.  (By the by, we didn't see a clock for less than 250 Euro!)  He was all jazzed and ready to hand over his wallet.  So then, I stepped in and resumed my role of "She Who Makes His Dreams Die" and pointed out that two hours before he hadn't been interested, and perhaps maybe we should wait awhile before deciding to make this purchase.  I indicated that we didn't live far from here and if he got home and months later still really wanted a clock, we could always come back....  It did the trick :)  Jack and Jane passed on the clock option as well.  We decided to wrap up the shopping and head instead to the cake part of the trip!

I gotta tell ya, we were a little disappointed in the Black Forrest Cake. We went to a place advertised as having the "first and best" recipe for the cake. I'm sure there are another 20 just like it with a similar claim on the main street there. It was ....okay. A little spongy. VERY booze-y. I dunno - it felt like a bad grocery store cake to me.


After Triberg, we siddled on home and had a late dinner at the Japanese place down the street.  It was one of those hibachi style places where you cook your meal at your table.  It was yummy (not cheap, but yummy!). 

All in all, it was a mellow adventure, but one more feather in our German Culture Cap :)

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