You don’t think it’d be hard to find a solid burger in Germany. Some ingredients for classic American dishes are not available in Germany, but all the burger fixings are, which makes me just astounded that no restaurant can rightly cook up the classic.
Editor’s Note: I know some of the more touristy/Americanized cities like Frankfurt and Munich have some great burgers, but I live in a more average German town, so I am speaking from the KAPOV (Karlsruhe Point of View).
With the passing of the heatwave and some superb weather finally hanging around, grilling in the garden seemed like the perfect way to celebrate my best friend Lauren’s 25th birthday. We spent the day prepping the patties, burger toppings, sides and desserts. For the burger patties, we kept it simple, seasoning them with Worcestershire sauce, salt, and pepper, and letting the grill take care of the rest. We were curious to see if all the Germans would notice a difference in the burgers, but they definitely did – so much that my roommate is making more tonight!
burgers, chips & salsa, potato salad, caprese salad, salad, cookies, booze – what more do you need?
I created this birthday banner just printing the letters as 4×6 photos and taping them on our garden swing.
After dinner, it was time for the piñata. These are pretty unheard of around here, so Lauren did what any Pinterest-aficionado would do: made one herself. She put those elementary school art skills to work with a balloon and paper mâché, and I think it turned out pretty professional. The piñata then became a spectator sport. We threw out the idea of a bat, replacing it with a small stick, and implemented a no hitting from above rule, to make the festivities last a little longer. One side of the piñata was an angry bird and the other a smiley face, which of course we made into a drinking game.
I think the best part of piñatas is being the string puller, super entertaining. Also super entertaining: if you upload photos to Google+ where someone has taken several consecutively, it will automatically make GIFs out of them (as seen above).
The piñata even got some post-destruction use.
Next on the agenda was serving the homemade funfetti cake with fresh buttercream frosting. I was so excited to try this cake, despite it turning out a little more dense than I had planned. The frosting though – oh man, it’s REALLY hard to beat a homemade buttercream. Germans usually find American desserts like this too sweet, but no one could resist this buttercream magic: 8 egg yolks, a block of butter, and a box of powdered sugar – what’s not to like?
By this point in the evening, we were pretty sure several surrounding houses wanted us to put a sock in it, so we headed upstairs for some Looping Louie, cake eating, and more drinking until the cops deciding that we needed to go to bed around 3:30. The next day was not pretty, physically for anyone or cleanliness-wise for my poor flat. Worth it though – definitely.
It was a very happy birthday. So happy, in fact, it almost felt like my own.