This is so remarkable that I am breaking my "too busy to blog" excuse line.
Last night I was to meet some American colleagues at the Zum Scharzen Stern restaurant. Okay.... Finally found it. When I walked in, a server met me at the door. I started to say, in German, "I have three American colleauges" at which point said server cut me off and took me directly to my table. Okay, apparently not a lot of Americans at the restaurant.
But with this brief exchange, the server seemed to have the impression that I spoke German. Um, not so much. Though I do know my food terms.... (Priorities, priorities....)
The first issue was the (other) American partner was a vegetarian. Now, let's be clear, the server could understand English just fine. Maybe speaking English was a bit more difficult for her, not unlike how speaking German is just a BIT more difficult for me. But she was great, as are most young Europeans. Anyway, the partner asked in English if there were any vegetarian dishes available other than the salads. The server said she'd check. Cool.
She came back with a vegetarian option that she explained in German. My US partner looked a bit befuddled. She looked at me and repeated the what they had.
Oh! So I explained to my colleague that there was an option for an eggplant with steamed vegetables and a light cream sauce. And then I wondered how I knew that.... And then I realized I might, a year after moving, actually be capable of understanding food preparation. Maybe. But the colleague ordered the item and it looked quite tasty.....
Throughout the evening, the server continued to look to me for terms in German that she had difficulty translating. Most of them I got, but a few might've slipped by me. But in any event, I felt for one of the first times in the last year that I actually kinda knew what was going on and was the link between English and German. And it was good. And I felt like I belonged and was being accepted into the German collective. All good!!!!
But I will admit that when the server asked if I had been there before for an event on the second floor, I just smiled, nodded and said "ja" to fit in. I would do it again. In a heartbeat. Wonderful people. I LOVE GERMANY!!!!
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