My favorite part of every March:
Related: If you ever want to go out and look for cream of tartar in Germany, just quit while you’re ahead. After consulting with a bunch of American ex-pats, German-American friends and countless message boards, I went ahead and used Weinsäure, which might be the closest thing, and I didn’t notice any difference in the soda bread. Still delicious!
We went out last night to what I think is the only Irish pub in town (called ‘Irish Pub’) had some Guinness and listened to Flogging Molly and the Dropkick Murphys on repeat. English Premier League soccer was playing inside, but we were out on the street since there was just no room indoors. An Irish-garbed Bielefeld bagpipe group was headlining, leading me to wonder: what do they do on the other 364 days of the year?