The Lenbach House in Munich’s Maxvorstadt neighbourhood.
Training for my new job has taken much of my time & nearly all of my energy, so the first thing that’s taken a backseat was blogging. Was recently alerted that this incarnation of my blogging is exactly two years old. Too bad I’ve not prepared anything more festive to celebrate the occasion.
However, I do have some rather good news for the excitement level of this site. Read recently that Elaine (@elaine4queen) was planning to run off and join the circus. Then I received an offer she thought I couldn’t refuse: Would I like to go with her? Run away and join the circus? Well, I don’t think either Elaine or I were cut out for the acrobatic or circus-like arts, but when she came up with a second option, I couldn’t resist. What, you ask, might that second option be?
WE’RE GOIN’ TO PALERMO, YOU MOTHER SCRATCHERS…
Now, up until now I’ve refrained from bandying about stale stereotypes about Sicily being overrun by mafia sorts. To be frank, I’m momentarily easily distracted by stories of Palermo being the international centre of cake. What’s in store for you neglected readers in the next week or so is quite arguably the best thing that’s been going on hereabouts for a very long while.
Let the cake-ing commence. I can’t promise there won’t be at least one utterance of the questionably-attributed Marie Antoinette quote. You know? The one about running away and joining the circus.
Hmm. If Palermo is the International Cake Line, that would make Stuttgart, oh Cake -1, or is it the same cake zone? Anyway, enjoy your trip. Look forward to the updates. Be sure to post comments on Twitter so I can respond with nonsense there as well.
Have been told it’s rude that I don’t answer comments here, so I’ve resolved to at least answer yours.
After this one, though…not making any promises.