In a country the size and population density of Germany, trains are a vital and convenient mode of long-distance transportation. Always busy, a city's main train station, or Hauptbahnhof, is a thriving, bustling centre of activity as people come and go, meet and greet, stroll, walk or rush. And where people gather, so do food outlets. Of course you get all the standard fare at the Hauptbahnhof – sandwiches, hot dogs, softdrinks – but in Germany fresh baked pastries are especially popular.
Today I bought a Berliner and a Streuseltaler. The former is a jam filled donut, and JFK once claimed to be one. The latter is flat and about the size of a bread plate. It's a cross between biscuit and bread... tastes good, too. How did I come to select the Streuseltaler? Well, it had the most Germanic name (that I had trouble pronouncing). Seemed like the obvious choice, really.
There's something else that's unique to Germany – Pistachio flavoured milk. Abandon chocolate, strawberry, iced-coffee and vanilla... and give the lime green milk a try. It offers a taste somewhere between mint, coconut and I don't know what. I can't say it tastes like pistachio, yet drinking it makes you feel very cosmopolitan.
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