Day 107

Day 107

 

Hans and his Black Forest Cake

and Nanny dancing on the tables

 

 

Becky had the family trek east, to Germany, when she married “Baron”-Alexander.

We toured the “Fatherland” soaking up the culture contemplating our ancestors lives.

On a Bavarian mountain road somewhere just this side of “totally-lost” we found an “oasis” on the summit with a vista-view of our “homeland” that ought to grace a postcard! Spectacular!

The restaurant was run by a gregarious, big, barrel-chested native-German man with a ruddy complexion; he especially liked the female members of our party---Yeah…he was that obvious.

Smiles for the “Americans” all; Hugs and more embraces for the “hot” gals! Hmm!? Hans!

We ate well with the most diligent attention from old Hans; probably an ex-S.S. officer!?

For dessert, Hans offered “Black Forest” cake made with whiskey; Candy drank two pieces!

But, while we teased her about old Hans; Beth got a “free” shot glass for---just…a kiss!

Not to be out done by her daughter, eighteen years her junior, Lady Candice outdid herself at the Hofbrauhaus (beer hall) in Munich drinking several of the “gallon”-size steins and performing a seductress sixties’ “go-go” expose’ on the table where she and Z. Tyler carved their initials.

Confession-Clarification: Lady Candice does not drink; I just exercised---“literary-license”.

It is so seldom that we get anything on dear Nanny that we must exaggerate any opportunity, even to the point of exacerbating the “creation” with the obfuscation of absurdity-to-ridiculous!

Sure! I bought lottery tickets in the Fatherland---same result…No winners!

 

Superb events in another awesome-adventure! “Ja!”

 

Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet “Bavarian” Memories!