Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Hamburg in twenty-five hours or less...


Lily and I spent our 11th wedding anniversary apart, with me in Hartford, CT and Lily around Kassel. Now that I'm back, and we had a little window without work, we took a quick jaunt up to Hamburg. 



We landed around noon, dropped our bags and headed out to their most blazing flea market...

I didn't come up on anything, but lily scored BIG-TIME. A couple vintage dresses, a floppy hat, and this...


Halloween? more like... 
The hunt for Red October... Cold War-era James Bond girl status like crazy...



Definitely communists...

After a nap, we took a twilight stroll above the Elbe... 





startling to the sight of a few ghosts out trick-or-treating...




Eventually making our way to Das Weiße Haus to get our food game on... (chef pron to follow).
 

There were like nine things going on at once here...



Lily tried to muscle me out of my second course... She kept telling me that I didn't like beets... I almost had to growl...


I had no trouble with the foamy herb-stuffed halibut...
 


Lily went for the Osso Bucco... wow. it was like a meat spaceship landing on Planet Whitebean.




Back at the hotel, I read their restaurant's menu and chuckled quietly to myself...


Sunday morning, we woke late, thought about going for a run around the lake, decided instead to walk, and to make a stop at Literaturhaus for a little coffee (or, if you're lily, a post-breakfast glass of Rosé) and a view of their gorgeous staircase. 









Good to get away for a minute and spoil ourselves... 

2 comments:

onikaaru said...

gut gemacht. i never made it to hamburg, but always wanted to... did you enjoy? seems like it. and: "(or, if you're lily, a post-breakfast glass of Rosé)" - you're sayin' to a guy who drinks from 1 of 2 whiskey bottles kept in his fridge - or, kuehlschrank (much better word) - every morning?

Fred said...

yeah, but iced coffee doesn't count.

hamburg definitely has that sheen. lovely spot and full of hipsters to boot. When you come over, we'll make that jaunt.