Does Mold Stick To Plastic?

Eating

Yesterday something in the Ruhr way: first in Dortmund, where I bought after a long time back a couple of magazines - here in the village's something's not there. And I also saw "War of the Roses - Journal of separation, divorce and a new beginning." Which will at least not so quickly from the readers.

In Bochum a short trip to the botanical garden and a few pictures taken, the weather was surprisingly good.
wanted Then I continue to eat, there's just catering area in the inner city and do with as he restaurant. Before that, I still have a few photos in the coal mine Zollverein made and drank a coffee in the coke-cafe, the cafe with the best views in all of food.

In the city it was completely full, when there was famine and only here, there'd be something to eat. Things sounded all good and the prices were so 5:00 to 9:00 for a € Portiönchen.
I have eaten by then once. Therefore, here is a gourmet critic ...
I started with "Crêperouladentranchen" where I first tranches have read Trongschn ;-) So instead of a pancake with salmon covered and coated with Forellenmus rolled up, and then - no, not served, but only takes half a day, somewhere in of freezer storage. Something you can actually prepare well and only then Serve when the Crêpeteig has become tough. From the pancake that is, two slices aka installments, plus a dollop of sour cream and the rest of the dish was filled with meaningless green leaves. Well, at least with a dressing and a halved mini-tomato, you could almost call it salad. A microscopic sprigs dill sour cream on the way, brings in terms of taste anything. But the fish tasted good.
Next scallops with lentils. The three shells were quite bitter. And the white truffle has only once briefly looked inside the door, in the sauce I have not tasted it anyway. The lenses, however, were good.
order to remain in the fish, the third a tuna carpaccio. The fish was good, but you can not help yourself to drown in oil! Since the vinaigrette would now belong to the first chef salad lavished on the flap. On the tuna a handful of arugula, in comparison to the shockingly bad taste from the garden. And everything in this slimy puddle of oil ...
But the dessert! Peach tiramisu with Calvados apples! And the apples were just right, crunchy, sour-sweet, red on the outside of a little Calvados, but not alcohol-flooded. Peach I have not noticed much, but the tiramisu was great anyway! Total
great title for the dishes - with lobster, mussels, quail and noble name. In the version then rather homely. Actually I wanted to try the horse-sour pork, but I did not really cause much.
I wonder why on a typical day, no one offered regularly - upscale snacks to take home. Since it ought in the inner cities to give a lot of customers yesterday were indeed to all estates long lines.

Today's rains. And although the time. I'm going to cook me tea now NEN.