The weather here has been anything but summery, of late. Rainy, dreary, and chilly, it has called for soup. I picked up a little Jamie Oliver magazine at the Bremen airport, after realizing just how long the wait would be. P got a dictionary and we learned words to help us get out of trouble, like "to deny everything." Leugnen, if you're curious.
The ham-mint soup sounded really appealing, and I figured it would be a good way to assimilate, given that Germans like their Schweinefleisch (pork).
I ended up making it without the mint, and added a little pasta tonight since I didn't want to brave the cold to buy fresh bread. You don't buy bread for the week here, you purchase it by the day.