The Weihnachtsmarkt is simply marvellous. It is lights against the darkness and warmth against the cold. It is the smell of sausages and warm wine, of roasting sugar and almonds. It is the promise of Christmas and the joy of good food. It's an escape from modern chaos into a world of wooden toys, cakes like Oma used to make, and a bit of good old fashioned Gemütlichkeit.
Thursday is Thanksgiving - our fifth one overseas. Each year we have a traditional dinner - and each has come with it's own challenge. Our first two years away were spent in rural Dorset. We were unable to find a turkey in the grocery store (they don't start getting them in until December), so we …
Welcome dear readers to A Baltimorean Abroad. Over the past several years, I have written (intermittently at best) about my life in the UK. But you won’t be seeing that anymore because my husband and I are now in Frankfurt, Germany! Frankfurt is probably my favourite city in the world. It’s not just because …
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