
Saying that I was nervous when I first set foot in my parents-in-law’s house the day before Thanksgiving in 2000 would be an understatement. Not only was I aware that the family of the man I was dating was Jewish. Continue reading

Saying that I was nervous when I first set foot in my parents-in-law’s house the day before Thanksgiving in 2000 would be an understatement. Not only was I aware that the family of the man I was dating was Jewish. Continue reading →
This morning I made a sweet yeasted pretzel, a German Neujahrsbrezel. While waiting for the dough to rise, I checked my e-mails. Every single one from friends or family in Germany wished me “Guten Rutsch ins neue Jahr”, literally a good slide into the New Year. It occurred to me that I have said that all my life myself yet I have no idea where the expression originates. Continue reading →
The terrorist attack on the Christmas market in Berlin yesterday taints with blood the image of Germany’s idyllic Christmas markets, which are famous around the world for their magic atmosphere. Christmas markets are an inseparable part of Germany’s Christmas traditions. You simply cannot visit Germany around Christmastime and not visit a Christmas market. Continue reading →