By Jeannette Ordas of Everybody likes Sandwiches
One of my fondest memories was traveling via train throughout Europe. Even though the bakeries that were in the train station were chains, they still were ten times better than the bakeries I could find in Vancouver. I'd always pick up a croissant and something flakey and sweet. But on the last leg of my journey from Berlin to Frankfurt, I was caught unprepared - there wasn't time to stop off at a bakery before boarding our train. Luckily, European trains are very civilized and we were able to pick up a beer and a pretzel from a vendor that wandered down the train cars. The pretzel was perfect - dense and chewy and salty and a perfect accompaniment to the beer. I was in pretzel heaven!
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One of my fondest memories was traveling via train throughout Europe. Even though the bakeries that were in the train station were chains, they still were ten times better than the bakeries I could find in Vancouver. I'd always pick up a croissant and something flakey and sweet. But on the last leg of my journey from Berlin to Frankfurt, I was caught unprepared - there wasn't time to stop off at a bakery before boarding our train. Luckily, European trains are very civilized and we were able to pick up a beer and a pretzel from a vendor that wandered down the train cars. The pretzel was perfect - dense and chewy and salty and a perfect accompaniment to the beer. I was in pretzel heaven!
