I'm en route between where I've been and where I'm going. I've been on too many trains and through too many stations. It's midnight and all I need is a cup of tea. And here in the little hub of Mannheim, I find it. This family run shop is straight from Taiwan - tea steeped by pouring repeatedly between pots, then served with a sugar rock on a stick and a leaf-wrapped clod of sticky rice filled sweet bean paste. A little taste of Vancouver and home. Soon enough - just one more train and one long flight till I see my friends.
In the meantime, I listen to a published author who (takes my picture and) delights in the intricacies of regional grilled food. I describe tarte flambé, the Alsatian staple, for him.
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