Spargelzeit*

There are very definite seasons for foods here in Germany and now is the start of the Asparagus Season. And it's fair to say, it's a love it or hate it thing to eat. My colleague cannot abide it - to many memories of being forced to eat it as a kid. G loves it and will eat it every chance she gets.

Having said that, I'm quite indifferent about it. I can eat it but I don't really see what the fuss is about.

When the strawberry season starts though, that's a different thing entirely. And I don't mean those washed out things grown in poly-tents by giant agri-businesses. I mean the luscious red fruits that taste of strawberries. Got a while before that kicks off though.

Long day here. I got out of the office a lot later than normal, took one look at the packed bus and decided to walk. My ankle held up and I made remarkably good time.

*Literally "Asparagus Time", which I'm sure we'll agree can't touch this.