Rick, having lived in Germany for part of his single life, wanted to visit the little German town of Fredericksburg, just outside of Austin. Think Solvang. Only German.
We found our way there and managed to get him a "Veener Schnitzel." Okay, so that's not how it's spelled. Either way, I always thought it was a fancy hot dog. Turns out it's a veal cutlet. Who knew?
Okay, this isn't the veal cutlet, but this IS sauerkraut. I didn't know Rick loved it SO much. Geesh, you'd think in nearly 19 years of marriage I'd have known this...
Rick and his beer... At first I thought he was lacking in class, drinking straight from the bottle... but you'll note the man right behind him doing the exact same thing... men.
And although Austin is not high on our list of places to revisit, Fredericksburg is. We scoped out the hotel that we will stay in on our next visit and Rick is begging to return in June for more veal cutlet.
I just want to shop... and there was no time to do that since it was already an hour and a half drive past Austin and we had to drive an hour and a half back, just to get to Austin to make our return trip home. We added 3 hours of drive time... just for a veal cutlet. But Rick was in heaven and I guess that's all that matters.