Archive for October, 2009

I wrote this on facebook, and then I remembered, oh yeah, I have a blog. Alcoholic friends and family, please ignore this post.

I may have just left the best bar ever. If you know me well, you know how seriously I take a well-made cocktail. If you are ever in Prague, visit Hemingway Bar. I am not kidding. These people are serious about their bartending skills and alcoholica esoterica. You feel like you’re hanging out with the cream of the crop in their field, which is something you know just enough about to truly appreciate their skill.

We were treated to a free original drink concocted with homemade cinnamon whiskey and fresh OJ & lemon, a “Wall Street Manhattan”, some sort of fancy rum Old Fashioned that involved a float of port, got to sample like 5 kinds of bitters, and tasted an amazing peach bourbon drink that “my friend invented a few days ago”. At one point, some orange peel oil, squeezed from the peel, was lit on fire. Sugar cubes were melted for absinthe cocktails, palms were greased with celery bitters and free chocolates handed out. Didi you know that to get the true essence of bitters, you put a few drops on your palms, rub them together for a bit and smell the scent wafting off like perfume? Neither did I.

A big bonus is that in Prague, we had about 4 amazing cocktails each for around $20 per person. I would estimate that to be at least $50 in LA dollars.

Also, Cuban rum totally kicks the ass of any rum you’ve ever tasted in the US. Even Bacardi Ocho Anos. It is aged, complex, smooth, delicious and amazing. Here I thought I wasn’t a rum drinker. I support repealing the ban on Cuban imports based on this evidence alone. Power to the people.

This Europe trip has so far taught me that I like both rum and gin after all. Every alcohol appears to be good in the right context. I also learned that homemade Palinka is not messing around and that pear is the best flavor, with pear pieces being akin to the alcohol content of the worms in tequila.

We are armed with a list of the best bars in Prague and London, given to us by our new friend, Alex, owner of the Hemingway Bar.

Damn, my life is awesome. Wish you were here.

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16
Oct

Munich & surrounding castles

   Posted by: Jenn    in Travel

Yes, we’ve been pretty bad about updating the blog. But we can’t all be as attentive and awesome as Ed and Carrie, now can we?

But here we find ourselves in our last city in Germany with some catch-up to do in the virtual world. So here are some highlights and snippets for you:

MUNICH:

The streets are freakishly clean and this might be the safest city we’ve ever been to. Biggest. Pretzel. Ever. (and tastiest). They also specialize in amazing apple strudel in vanilla sauce, yummy hefeweizen and loads of green spaces.

Oktoberfest Giant Pretzel!
Oktoberfest Giant Pretzel!

Mike samples the Oktoberfest hefeweizen

MIke acting Bavarian in an overwhelming Oktoberfest tent.
MIke acting Bavarian in an overwhelming Oktoberfest tent.

It’s amazing that in the middle of a city this big you can stroll down tree-lined streets, complete with biking and walking paths, and there are recycling bins everywhere.

Naturally we visited the requisite gorgeous, Bavarian castles of “crazy” Ludwig 2. Herrenchiemsee is situated on an adorable green island, meant to outdo Versailles and express Ludwig’s obsession with Louis 14 and a lesser obsession with Louis 15. While there is an impressive but overwhelming amount of gold everywhere, it was things like the “magic table” and an intricate porcelain chandelier that charmed me. The table (below said chandelier, designed by Ludwig himself) would lower down to the floor below through a hatch (which would close so the king didn’t fall to his death waiting for dinner) and reappear completely set with dishes and food. This way, the king was never bothered by servants. Alas, although it was supposed to be larger than Versailles upon completion, it was left with 50 rooms unfinished.

Herrenchiemsee
Herrenchiemsee

Of course, we also had to visit Neuschwanstein, the castle that inspired Disney’s castle (despite my irritation with all things Disney- with the exception of Alice). First we saw Hohenschwangau, the small castle on the small hill, which seems cozy and actually comfortably inhabitable. While most castles seem drafty and freakishly huge, I was ready to move in there if they’d let me.

Hohenschwangau

Then we saw the big daddy, Neuschwanstein, on top of a pretty serious hill. It’s called Ludwig’s fairytale castle for good reason- it was built to look like it came from the 13th century, even though it was built in the late 1800s.

Neuschwanstein

It is here that we meet with Ludwig’s foremost obsession: Richard Wagner. Each main room or series of rooms is meant to reflect a specific Wagnerian opera, with amazing wood carvings, beautiful paintings and intricate tapestries- this includes a hallway/room made to be an artificial cave. I can see why Disney was inspired and how he really copied Ludwig. The real crown jewel however, is the singer’s hall, which has a stage at one end, some serious acoustics and countless gigantic candelabras, and was designed specifically for the king to watch Wagner’s operas. While Ludwig was gaga over dead French kings, he actually knew Wagner, who often would visit him, stay with him at the smaller castle (where Ludwig spent the majority of his life) and play music on a piano in Ludwig’s private chambers.

Ludwig 2 & Wagner
Ludwig 2 & Wagner

I like Ludwig. He loved music and art, and used his power and money to create beautiful living fairy tales. He was engaged to a woman for about 10 months, but they broke off the engagement… could that possibly be due to his obsession with a certain composer? I feel sorry that Ludwig seems to have spent a lot of time in fairy tales because his real life didn’t live up- a political coup robbed him of power, he was declared “insane” to make that transition happen, he was probably murdered at 40, and possibly suffered through intense, passionate, unrequited love for much of his life. I can only hope that when the guide showed us the small guest bed in the castle and said “this is where Wagner slept”, that he was mistaken.

Alas, Neuschwanstein was also never finished, as it bankrupted Ludwig, and no one took up the mantle after his death. There are a couple more tragedies associated with the castle- Ludwig never saw a Wagnerian opera performed there, as the performance room was not finished before his death, and Wagner died before he ever saw the castle. Neuschwanstein is a passionate love letter that was never read.

And we have no photos from inside, because they weren’t allowed. I guess that means you’ll just have to visit Bavaria yourself!

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3
Oct

Greetings from Munich!

   Posted by: Jenn    in Travel

So far, Mike drank a beer as big as his head and we noticed that at night around here it seems like the whole town is drunk. People are definitely dressed up for Oktoberfest, and there is a lot of yelling, singing, chanting and drunken weaving taking place in U-Bahn stations and in the Marienplatz square (which is awesome by the way).

Strangely, it is nearly impossible to find food after 11pm. Luckily we finally found a pizza shop and some fast food since we were going on Fritos and tea for hours. There were also a surprising number of people making out in public. Since it’s the last Sat. night of Oktoberfest, I guess that makes sense. The drunkenness, I mean. And the making out, I suppose. The guidebook warns that drunken Germans sometimes start flights in crowded public places during Oktoberfest, but mostly we saw a lot of love.

We’re planning to get the full Bavarian experience tomorrow by joining the Oktoberfest festivities early, with the goal of being hammered by noon. We’re also on the lookout for Dirndl and Leiderhosen since we love us some costuming. We’ve only been here a few hours, but so far- good times.

Let me also take a moment to say that I heart both Virgin Atlantic and British Airways. Virgin offers a vegan meal as a choice, and even when the computer said the check-in guy couldn’t give us a window seat, he called down and got us one anyway. Our delayed flight from LA to London made us have to run all over Heathrow- which is stupidly large and in many ways very frustrating- but BA still got our bags on the plane just in the nick of time. Despite the annoyingly slow internet speed in our apartment, I think it’s been a pretty promising start to our adventures.

It’s 3:30am here, although my body tells me it’s just 6:30p. Must sleep to recharge for much fun tomorrow.

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