My sister wondered when she visited us for the first time and we were in the supermarket together. She was overwhelmed.
I was too at the beginning, in between and occasionally even today.
Admittedly, over time I learned to appreciate this variety of food.
If you are new to a German supermarket, you will notice the coveted colorful variety; an attitude towards diversity that you otherwise miss.
Not only assortments from Hungary and Spain can be found here, but also fish from Alaska and green beans from Kenya. You will even find snails in the freezer.
Then at the latest you will know that Germans have a sense of humor.
How do they manage that even food from abroad seems much cheaper here than that from the region?
But you are not overwhelmed because there are so many types of sausage, because you prefer to leave that to the professionals, but because you discover millions of tea varieties. At least it seems so to you.
In your home country you may have only known one variety.
If you are invited as a guest, you could lose the desire to drink. The conversation will likely go like this:
“Would you like some tea?”
“We have green, black, fruit tea.”
“Raspberry, strawberry, elderberries?”
“Strawberries” – Not that you’re a tea pro, you just want the questioning to stop.
“With what taste? …”
Now you’re not listening anymore. At the same time, you don’t want to be rude as a guest.
You will find that many like international festivals. No one can miss the variety of dishes from different countries.
How is it possible that people manage to fill their stomachs with such a wide variety of foods, but it is still difficult to meet people openly?
And yet I know that dining together creates true bonding. Allow yourself to be asked any questions.
“Can you cook Kenyan?”
Although I’m sure there is no such thing as a Kenyan food, just like there is no such thing as an African language, I always said yes.
Wonderful friendships can begin with such assumptions; Assumptions that we dissipate over time.
Believe me, you certainly won’t go wrong if you’re curious.
Every now and then you ask yourself:
Where is the meat cheaper than vegetables? And who eats meat just because the price has been reduced?
How to cook rice, decorate with veggies and mayo to call it all a salad?
How do you pour chocolate over a delicious, juicy apple?
You thought I was out in the open? This is where the fun ends for me.
Welcome to the land of diversity. Never forget, diversity goes through the stomach.
By the way: never get in the way of a German and his sausage. That’s where the fun stops.
Where does the fun stop for you?