Bright gold, tears thin legs with tears and pearl necklace with a very even "curtain texture"
Glass used: Eisch Sensis Plus
I am standing in the furniture shop with delicious, summerly fruity sherry. Nobody bothers me, I am not urged, but cordially invited to look at everything in peace. A few furniture is glued, I can see that, but with the beautiful wood scent I barely notice. Unexpectedly fleet-footed I walk past a counter on which a small bowl of vanilla pudding is served. He is still a little warm and garnished with raspberries. I sit on the stool in front of it and notice right away: it's made of softwood. He still smells fresh. They serve me peppermint tea, or something similar, but I can not figure out which one it is, because I push it aside. I'd rather take a glass of water ... At my request, I am told that the chair is untreated and therefore would smell so strong. But I am a nature lover and enjoy it. I'll order a tea, but black Ceylon Assam. With a lot of candy. I lean over the pudding once again - it's cool. I start to spoon ... Now I know what this stand is about: Experimental recipes are to be tried out! **** someone has stirred black pepper in the pudding! Fascinated by the intense explosion, I still smell the softwood stool, but rather take a sip from my sherry glass. While I am amazed that I can keep my balance on the stool at the counter so well and consider buying it, I notice that there is still sand on my shoes from the outside and crumbles underneath the floor. But that should not bother me.
I stay for a while and enjoy my black tea. After some time, a group of kids will come by with their new balloons. They wave to me in passing. It reminds me of talcum and how powdery it would feel to get it in your mouth.
But the thought is abruptly interrupted by my friendly service, which offers me a bowl of sweet cherries that also smell seductive. I recognize the thick juice in which they swim, that one has taken out of the glass. I think "what's up?" and ask for a lookup. Instead of the previous dessert I am given one with a strong pineapple flavor. With a wink, they tell me to try this. I'll take the bowl with me this time and keep going. I pass the department with the old solid wood furniture that I smelled a bit before and smell my pineapple dessert again before I try the first spoon ... I notice immediately: the jokers have **** **** again added some pepper, but it adds a little ginger. But instead of getting upset, I'm so excited about my creativity that I even forget about my water. But it tastes more intense. Today seems to be action day in the furniture store, because I pass a beer stall: **** there are all the varieties that I know - dark, bright, sweet, tart. But for my stay I decide for tasty dark Kellerbier. After the pineapple-ginger roller coaster ride, the sweet and tart beer is a successful conclusion. The waiter asks me if I still want spicy ketchup with my bratwurst, but I ask, "What ketchup? What sausage?" and wave off. As he notes for himself: the food went to another customer from across the street, right at the other end of the bar. Now I can not smell it anymore and concentrate fully on my beer again. I remember the cherries that the pretty waitress had offered me earlier. They smelled so delicious. I just finished drinking when my brother-in-law called me: I should finally come out, after all, I've been gone for exactly an hour. I walk past the beautifully smelling wooden furniture and smell again on my dry sherry glass - it was nice, fruity sweet, but anything but intrusive. As it should be. Thankfully, I take a look back and think of all those who have offered me these great treats. Without which I would never have experienced what I was allowed to experience. Vanilla and pineapple with pepper and ginger ... Who comes up with that? And who would have thought that it would taste so delicious on a softwood chair next to a bowl of pickled cherries and a Kellerbier? Dear Whisky - We have not known each other for our entire existence (at least 30 years) and yet our two long ways were destined to intersect in May of this year. Although most of you will not be as old as me ;-), but I will always keep a small amount of you who should always remind me of the small switches that change so much in life.