Hamburg, Germany
June 2012
The Fischmarkt opens very early on Sunday morning - so early, in fact, that to a good percentage of it's customers, it's actually considered very late on Saturday night. There's live music and beer and fresh produce from local farms and handmade goods and fish. Lots of fish....
I like to travel by immersing myself into the local culture, and one of the best ways to do so is to be open to local cuisine. Sometimes it's great (puff pancakes in the Netherlands - gahh!) and every now and then, it takes some convincing. For years, I've been hearing about the Fischmarkt, and in every description, I was told that I had to - had to - get fischbrotchen.
"There's nothing better on a Sunday morning!" I was told.
So when everyone else ordered the raw vinegar-fish sandwich, I begrudging added another to the order.
It can't be as bad as it looks, I thought.
You love sushi, I told myself.
Shut up and eat it.
So I did.
Never again.
1 comment:
Ha! At least you tried! And that's really all that counts.
By the way, your photos are just gorgeous.
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