Donkoi had a crave for Ingolf’s Kneipe for two months plus. Yesterday night, I finally approved him for an indulgence of meat feast. We drove 40 minutes to go to Ingolf's Kneipe. Meat searching is always an instinctive act of man and the distance of the searching journey is treated as an appetite affirmation.
When he read the menu, Donkoi commented, "Paulaner, good beer. You cannot have sausages without beer." Then, he went on about his German beer-ing experiences.
When he read the menu, Donkoi commented, "Paulaner, good beer. You cannot have sausages without beer." Then, he went on about his German beer-ing experiences.
I love it too though I complain about his repetitive speeches. *blek*
The soup is rather expensive, compared to other restaurant. However, I was glad that Donkoi had taken charge to order one. It was very creamy and tasty. I wanted to have it now, again.
My present craving.
Finally, the platter was placed on our table with a plate of hot sauerkraut. Holala. Even a none meat-graver, I was hopping up and down on my chair with fork and knife, ready for the first bite of the juicy meat. Meat is like gold. It made me going crazy!
This is a wicked smile.
Sausages cheer!
Donkoi's orgasmic face
My favorite photo of the night - Richard spoons Dick. Donkoi and I had a great laugh after I explained it. You can not blame me after working with a bunch of energetic and wild-minded male engineers for two years. It is just another way to express the creativity. (",)
Richard spoons Dick