Sorry about that last post, I don't know what happenned. I was just reading back through what I'd written and I inexplicably fell asleep and banged my head on the keyboard - I think I may have briefly dislocated my forehead but I'm alright again now.
I'm looking forward to my Sunday this coming weekend because it's one of my favorite days. Here are some reasons why I like Sundays:
1. I don't have to go to work
2. Therefore, I'm always in a good mood
3. Sundays are quiet
4. I can't do the washing on Sundays, as the spin cycle might disturb the neighbours
5. I go on walks on Sundays and not much else
Maybe that sounds boring to some people but I suppose it's just the way you look at it. Anyone who disagrees should read Simon's blog entry on attitude from 20th March (http://postcard-from-weil.blogspot.com/2007/03/attitude.html).
Wednesday, March 28
Riesling
Before I start this post I just want to say that this is all my own work and as such is only my own opinion...
Ever since working on a vineyard in the Pfalz in the summer of 1997, I've had a dislike for German wine, particularly Riesling. I don't want to get too much up myself here, but, for me, the Riesling grape produces some of the worst (white) wines in the world, the lion's share of which originates from Germany. Fact. Forget the sordid pleasures of Napa Chardonnay or the kinky gooseberry of Hawkes Bay Sauvignon, Riesling is the wine we should all avoid.
For decades German wine exports were fighting a losing battle for the hearts and palates of discerning international wine lovers. Drowning under a deluge of mass-produced Blue Nun and Liebfraumilch, Germany's winemakers were unable to shrug off the justified stereotype of German wine being the sweet concoction your Nan got tipsy on every year at Christmas. Something had to change, but nothing did change.
Firstly, some background information. The cause of German wine's fall from grace can be traced back to the German Wine Laws of 1971. Under pressure from the country's powerful Liebfraumilch-producing concerns, the politicians oegfnvnvfmkobvgfmdkmesdlöfgg
Ever since working on a vineyard in the Pfalz in the summer of 1997, I've had a dislike for German wine, particularly Riesling. I don't want to get too much up myself here, but, for me, the Riesling grape produces some of the worst (white) wines in the world, the lion's share of which originates from Germany. Fact. Forget the sordid pleasures of Napa Chardonnay or the kinky gooseberry of Hawkes Bay Sauvignon, Riesling is the wine we should all avoid.
For decades German wine exports were fighting a losing battle for the hearts and palates of discerning international wine lovers. Drowning under a deluge of mass-produced Blue Nun and Liebfraumilch, Germany's winemakers were unable to shrug off the justified stereotype of German wine being the sweet concoction your Nan got tipsy on every year at Christmas. Something had to change, but nothing did change.
Firstly, some background information. The cause of German wine's fall from grace can be traced back to the German Wine Laws of 1971. Under pressure from the country's powerful Liebfraumilch-producing concerns, the politicians oegfnvnvfmkobvgfmdkmesdlöfgg
Fastnacht
Sorry I haven't written anything for a while but it's been kind of hectic here in Walldorf recently what with Fastnacht last month and of course the excitement of the asparagus season fast approaching. Fastnacht (or Fischnet in the local dialect) in Walldorf is one of the best shrovetide festivals in the entire South-West Germany and Switzerland area. It all begins at 11.11 on the Thursday (or Schmozig Donschdig in the local dialect) when Lord Mayor Herr Barry Klug dresses up as a Wasp and opens the festivities with a cry of "LET'S GO CRAAAZY". From then on it's non-stop fun and frolics all the way to the Tuesday (or Faschnet Dinsdig in the local dialect). Fun really is had by all with local people doing wild and crazy things such as cutting people's ties in half, drinking tiny bottles of liquor and wearing amusing hats. In Walldorf there is a huge parade (or is it procession? Actually, who cares?) and people can even throw confetti any time they wish, which I thought would be the case everywhere but according to somebody called Grenzgänger on The Brits forum, in Basel you can't throw confetti until midday (http://www.thebrits.de/index.php?topic=3445.0)
How rubbish is that!!! Anyway, I just wanted to write a bit about that because it's an event not to be missed, and the Hauptstrasse is the place to be, and I should know because I watched it all on my computer over the live webcams!
How rubbish is that!!! Anyway, I just wanted to write a bit about that because it's an event not to be missed, and the Hauptstrasse is the place to be, and I should know because I watched it all on my computer over the live webcams!
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