Spousal Unit came home today. He is really tired and didn't sleep on the flight over. Because I am the wonderful, considerate "She Who" I let him take a nap and woke him up 2 1/2 hours later. I really am considerate, in that if I let him sleep, he would not be able to adjust to the time change for several days.
After I woke him we went to base for recycling and a grocery run. He wants steaks tomorrow and I will marinate them overnight.
On the way home we checked out a couple of restaurant's menus to see were we would go for dinner.
One came very highly recommended. It had a limited, if non-existent menu. I think that the high recommendation was either beer or wine induced.
The other is next to the Ohmbachsee. We stopped by last week to preview their menu. It looked good. This is where we went for dinner.
The salad was awesome. Notice that there is nothing left on Spousal Unit's plate. He slurped down the dressing when the waitress wasn't looking. That is not at all my Spousal Unit's type of behaviour. I attribute this behaviour to the jet lag.
Nectar of the Gods. Wine. I have rediscovered wine. Dry, "Sahara Desert" dry. It is hard to find here in Germany, but really good when found.
Spousal Unit is a beer man. Good Weisen beer. He likes the wheat beer and tonight he chose a dark wheat. He said that it was really different, but good. He ordered two tonight.
I love taking pictures of "the man" enjoying himself. The dinner was not the best we have had, but far from the worst. The salads were excellent. The atmosphere was great.
We probably won't come here to eat again, but will come for the welcoming we received and the friendliness of the other patrons.