My brother and I are 4,937 miles apart today, on his milestone birthday-also Flag Day in the USA.
A nine hour time difference between Okanogan WA and Berlin. I’m posting birthday greetings as he celebrates so far away.
Today’s photo was taken last Saturday at the Winterfeld Market Platz.
Garlic grown in Poland
At the end of the summer my brother always ships me a box of organic garlic that he’s grown and it’s so fresh and delicious.
Happy Birthday David! Lots of love, Ruthie
This past week I’ve asked how you feel about eating Cilantro and Rhubarb. What tastes are pleasing to your palate?
Here’s another distinctive flavor.
Licorice-Yes or no?
Meet Menno, from Holland, who has a stand on Saturdays at Winterfeldplatz Market, selling all kinds of licorice. Some with salt. Some with a lot of salt My eldest son likes licorice. I do, too But without the salt for me, please. Here is Menno’s website http://www.lecker-lakritz.de
Above- The brochure listing all the varieties And the assortment I selected for Mark
Somewhere in the archives I have photos of my sister eating a licorice ice cream cone in Twisp Washington. And of course Menno has sold pure licorice powder to our favorite Berlin ice cream store, Kiez Eis, for licorice ice cream. You know I asked.
At the marketplatz- plastic chicken on top of the truck. No question what’s being sold here. (Apologies Stef, don’t look)
We knew there was a story when we saw this market on Chestnut Street. We wondered who Big Chuck was when we saw the sign above the door.
“For decades, Charlie Standfast was an icon of Troy Hill, known in the North Side as a man who took care of his neighbors.” *
The trolley tracks are still visible in the brick street.
Read Big Chuck’s (Charlie Standfast) life story by Jessica Turnbull ( written in 2009) about how he kept this Chestnut Street Market for more than thirty years on the North Side, click the link below
Thursday I was photographing some food items for a Things to Eat in Berlin Gallery.
When I saw the wurst stand I went up and asked if it was okay to take a picture.
My plan was to snap the big pile of wurst on the grill. But suddenly I had some generous posing chefs.
Here is photo one
And oops, I realized the man on the left in the photo below wasn’t in my frame and he was standing with a wurst, too. Do over!
I took another shot to include him and suddenly a photo bomb appears behind the three men.
Thank you, gentlemen. You made my day!