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Top End - Busy
Ave Centurio
Dom
Anyone else craving a salad now?a wife can come in handy in that way
We arrived in Düsseldorf and were met by VTer Sabsi who reluctantly took us off to Im Fucshen, one of the city’s great brewpubs full of timeless dark wood. I say reluctantly not because she is not accommodating, that is certainly not the case but because a breakfast of German meats is not her idea of a way to start her day. Despite my guide saying it opened at 9:00 AM we found it still very much closed and were informed it would not be serving until 10:00. We wandered around but the weather was dreadful and particularly cold for the two Florida transports. It was lucky for me that nothing else was open yet or I’d have surely been vetoed on my breakfast choice. We got back just in time for the opening and enjoyed what even Sabsi admitted was an excellent breakfast washed down with some tasty Alt bier. Afterward, we were whisked off to Belgium by Sabsi and her trusty boyfriend Thomas.
Five days later after an all too short tour of the Belgian highlights, Doreen and had to return to Düsseldorf to fly to Dresden to meet her family. En route, we planned a day trip to Cologne. It was again a very cold and bleak day so not exactly a photographer’s or walker’s delight. We ran by the famous cathedral barely taking a long look as we were both hungry and I was ready for my first Kölsch in nearly decade! The illustrious old Dom Fruh was our first port of call. The mammoth old pub is justifiably famous and a tourist draw even for those who know little about the local beer scene. Its high ceiling and stained glass windows add an almost religious quality to it and the abundance of dark wood makes it quite regal. We enjoyed a great meal and Doreen loved the atmosphere and her first taste of Kölsch. I could have two since the beers are served in their signature small glass of .2 liters. I knew I would be trying as many varieties as I could so kept myself in check. Okay, maybe Doreen did that, but a wife can be handy that way. (continued below in Fondest Memory)
