Jul 4, 2011

Through My American Eyes

After our awesome visit to the festival in Mainz, D and I met up with Sponsor 2 to head into the city of Wiesbaden for dinner and more exploring! Now, I'm not the biggest fan of city living. Most days, there is just too much hustle and bustle for my taste. Don't get me wrong, I totally love having a wide variety of restaurants, shops, and transportation at my fingertips, but sometimes it's nice to be outside of town a little ways to enjoy nature and have peace and quiet. For this reason, I was expecting to have the same reaction to the downtown area of Wiesbaden as I do with any big city: cities are nice to visit, not for day to day living. I literally ate my words as I walked into the city center area. 

I'M IN LOVE! I can't really pin point any reason why other than the fact that while cities like NYC and Las Vegas have lots of "bells and whistles" in the form of giant billboards and flashing lights, Wiesbaden doesn't have that. Quite frankly, Wiesbaden doesn't need that. The German architecture is breathtaking. Buildings here are so grandiose and ornate that they don't need anything extra to draw attention to them. They're already eye catching enough. That's what I love most about this city. Now, this is where you all might want to slap me.

Sadly, I have no pictures of the illustrious city I speak of. Yet.

I was so enamored by it all that I never even lifted the flap of my satchel to retrieve my camera. I promise, the second I go back downtown I will have my camera out in all of its touristy glory, snapping away! This was my only regret of the evening. After picking my chin up off of the ground, we proceeded to walk down a small alleyway. As we walked down, Sponsor 2 introduced us to "Italian Alley." And that's exactly what it was. An alley full of Italian restaurants with quaint al fresco seating, accordions, and opera singers. We flagged down the waiter at a bistro appropriately called "Ristorante Comeback" and took a seat at a table right in the alley. We ordered a bottle of Lambrusco and began scanning the menu. Commence drooling. There were rows upon rows of dishes featuring homemade pastas and rich sauces. I, being the super Foodie that I am, had to find something that I wouldn't have been able to eat in the states...or at least afford in the states. The waiter came back up to the table and asked if we were ready to order and then offered his culinary opinion regarding our dinner choices. He convinced me to get the Truffle Pasta. For those who aren't big into cooking or working with highly prized ingredients, the kind  of truffle I am speaking of is not chocolate...although those are pretty darn delicious too. The truffles that were going to adorn my pasta dish are a white mushroom that grows underground. These mushrooms are considered delicacies and are sometimes called the "diamond of the kitchen." With that being said, you KNOW I had to try it...and luckily it was one of the chef's specialties for the evening so it was an amazing deal!


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White Truffle

With each bite it was if I had died and gone to heaven! Not only were the truffles amazingly tasty, but that homemade pasta...it was otherworldly! It tasted fresh and salty, and the truffles added an earthy, meaty taste. The pasta was also sauteed in a white wine and sage butter sauce. Are you drooling now? I ate every mushroomy bite! It was probably the best pasta I've ever put into my mouth...now I just need a trip to Italy to negate that statement. I am SO mad at myself for not taking pictures of it. We all barely let the waiter move his hand out of the the way before we dug in like animals...no time for photos! D's pasta was also scrumptious. He got a rigatoni pasta covered in fresh arrabbiata (spicy tomato) sauce.  No wonder the restaurant was called "Ristorante Comeback!" We will definitely come back.

So, we ate, drank, and were very merry. As if the decadent pasta wasn't drool-worthy enough, we walked down the alley a bit and stumbled across a gelato shop called Dulce. Of course, we had to stop in for a scoop of our first European gelato! D and both got the Strawberry Shortcake flavor...and it did not disappoint! We continued our evening with more walking around the city, our yummy gelato cups in hand. Sponsor 2 took us down where the ballet and opera house was located and through a small park reminiscent of Central Park in NYC only on a much, much smaller scale. We ended our tour with a stop at the local cathedral and then made our way back to our hotel. 

It was a lovely evening and I was sad to see it end. I absolutely cannot wait to head back downtown to try more of the fabulous restaurants Wiesbaden has to offer. Luckily, we won't be far from all the city action seeing as we just got an apartment downtown! That story to come!

Until tomorrow...

1 comment:

  1. you are sooo lucky! Since Truffles are EXTREMELY expensive (when you can find them) here in the states, the closest I've ever come to eating them is something called "truffle butter"....a butter hinted with truffle crumbs. I'm so happy that you both are having a wonderful experience and please keep the blog coming as I love to virtual experience through your words....love you, M

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