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My Dear Instruments, pt. 3
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22 Nov 07
German superlatives, pt. 2
The sleaziest figure we met was probably a co-organizer in Dresden. He wore a sort of double disguise: At first sight, he looked so impossibly unreliable that we thought he was okay. He wore a suit, youthful glasses, and his hair was what they call 'backslick' in Sweden. And he had a big wet stain on his chest when he first met us. No one with an appearance like that could seriously be a con man. Well, it turns out he was a bit sneaky after all. I won't go into details, but this was the only place we had business troubles. And we were apparently not the first ones.

Strangest foodstuff, which we fortunately did not taste, was probably the German all-time-favourite Datteln im Schpeckmantel. This is exactly what it sounds like and just the name of this ungodly dish makes my stomach revolt. Those poor dates!
written by Mattias
Det verkar stavas Speckmantel. I am der Speckmanteled König.
posted by   Ville
spÀckmantel lÄter t.o.m. Àckligare Àn spÀckpÄse
posted by  
That must be a very regional dish. Coming from Berlin I`ve neither ever eaten nor heard about it. Probably being fortunate. Never trust these dodgy men on the street who are trying to fool u. ;)
posted by   Stefan
The sum of 9 and 1