Spaghetti Checca and Spaghetti Carbonara
So we’re on a mini mountain in Germany, castle on one side, view downhill other side. Beautiful day. At an Italian restaurant, pretty busy but not full, we scored a table outside. Not easy considering most restaurants are closed on tuesdays in these small towns. We order food and drinks. Some older German couple 70-ish y/o couldn’t find a table, I look at my wife, she nods, so I tell the couple feel free to take a seat at our table (big 4 german person table, two empty chairs so…). Thankful they sit down, we talk a bit and we wait for the food and they wait to order.
20 min later, still no food, still no waiter for the couple’s order. I look around and see almost everyone frowning, no food, empty drinks. About half the people there Germans, other half Dutch. Finally another 20min later the waiter comes to take the older couple’s order but has bad news, they’re out of beer, tap broke or something. I understand maybe 75% German but this I got: the woman says to her husband “ok, let’s go somewhere else”. He points to my beer and suggest she gets one of these, Schwarzbier (“black beer”) but no, she wanted regular beer, wished us guten abend and went off.
A total of 2 hours after we sat down, several people left, we and other persistent customers stayed and joked about the situation, the cook himself almost storming out to our table to get our order again, the owner’s wife driving off and returning with a bag of tomatoes, some old posh dutch lady with big hair telling the owner he’s should scale down to “make a better impression”…. we finally got our food. Sun set, ate fast while it was warm and forgot to take pic. It was frigging delicious. Wife said possibly best pasta she ever had. We’ll go back someday soon lol, we’ll have to cause we waited so long it got dark and couldn’t see the castle.
All this time there was a sheep, like 20 feet above me going baa every 1 min… It’s a good thing we were high af, good times.
