Dusseldorf, the capital of the Rhineland, by the banks of Rhine is to Germany what Vijayawada is to Andhra(pat on my back for the anology). High on working class and industries, the city comes to life early in the morning as people drive to offices as early as 7 am. A little low on tourist attractions, it is as most Germany cities are - high on Turkish and Japanese population.
Seepy lives here and we headed out to the old town for dinner one evening. It was a charming square with restaurants spilling out everywhere on the square. The WW2 had destroyed most of the old town and all the buildings are rebuilt later but for one piece of land - this old town square. Instead of a building, they put about 150 charming restaurants in this place. We picked a restaurant with high tripadvisor rating and a hot waitress. We ordered Schweinshaxe, called pig knuckles in English, which is almost like a staple dish for Germans. It looked like the pork version of the American Ribs to me. With the amount of meat served, I could not finish my plate.
An another evening Seepy exhibited his culinary prowess. He made me chicken pasta for the two of us. Only that it could feed another two and two more. Whats with the volumes of food with people in Dusseldorf! That day we also went to a car park or a parkplatz as the German billboards say it. And it is the coolest parkplatz I ever saw. They allow only vintage and cars with a oomph in there. Those babies are indeed beautiful.
Seepy lives here and we headed out to the old town for dinner one evening. It was a charming square with restaurants spilling out everywhere on the square. The WW2 had destroyed most of the old town and all the buildings are rebuilt later but for one piece of land - this old town square. Instead of a building, they put about 150 charming restaurants in this place. We picked a restaurant with high tripadvisor rating and a hot waitress. We ordered Schweinshaxe, called pig knuckles in English, which is almost like a staple dish for Germans. It looked like the pork version of the American Ribs to me. With the amount of meat served, I could not finish my plate.
An another evening Seepy exhibited his culinary prowess. He made me chicken pasta for the two of us. Only that it could feed another two and two more. Whats with the volumes of food with people in Dusseldorf! That day we also went to a car park or a parkplatz as the German billboards say it. And it is the coolest parkplatz I ever saw. They allow only vintage and cars with a oomph in there. Those babies are indeed beautiful.
