My day so far in Germany: wake up without alarm at 3:30, have coffee and smoke a joint with my husband (it’s his day off), eat cold vegetable Maultaschen (my beloved) for breakfast, walk to my job at the bakery for my 5:00 shift, run around sweating all day until my shift ends at 13:00, walk home, decompress, and eat the rest of the Maultaschen.
In an hour or two, my husband and I will go sit on the riverbank a couple blocks away, smoke a few joints, and he’ll play the banjo (very uncommon here) while I read until we want to have dinner. Then we’ll make open faced sandwiches for dinner (very common here), and try to get to bed by 20-21.
Does maultaschen mean mouth pockets?
Allegedly they were invented by some catholic monks who had some juicy meat on hand which they weren’t allowed to eat on that day (friday I think) so they hid the meat from gods eyes by wrapping it in dough. Foolproof plan me thinks
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