Tuesday 9 October 2012

Pumpkin Dinosaurs are in season.


Of course this move is not all exciting stuff like doing an inventory of every book I've hoarded over the past three decades. No. Indeed sometimes I feel the need to get away from the dust as I crawl around under beds and sideboards looking for the 37th fork, and the need to celebrate finding sausages that went missing in June rises up and we escape from this house into the fresh air, kicking up our heels like Dick van Dyke dancing in Mary Poppins. At the weekend we went to a place I can't talk highly enough about: the Spargel farm. Or Buschmann-Winkelmann Spargelhof in Klaistow to be precise.


We wanted to fit in another visit before we left Berlin, and I knew that it was pumpkin season so it seemed like perfect timing. Because they do this thing where they make stuff out of pumpkins, and I'm not talking about soup and pies. No, they make giant dinosaurs out of pumpkins. If that's not enough to excite the little folk in the backseat of the car, then well, of course you have everything else that the Spargel farm offers. My two particularly wanted to have a last bounce on the inflatable pillows, but sadly it was pretty rainy when we went so bouncing on soaking wet pillows with no spare socks was out.




Anyway, aside from the rather spectacular dinosaur display, I couldn't help but just laugh at the sheer number of pumpkins that were dotted around. They were literally everywhere. On roofs, on fachwerk, in piles in corners, adorning tables, in displays, lining pathways. Everywhere. I wouldn't want to inventory them, let's just put it that way.


If you like pumpkins then this is the place to come. Actually, I'm not such a massive fan of pumpkins myself, my enthusiasm for them if you had asked me a week ago would probably have extended as far as 'indifferent', but the sheer number and variety of them breeds a strange interest in me. I guess it's a bit like the button thing at Knopf Paul the other week; i'm a sucker for things en masse and stacked up stirred up with a little variety. But even if you aren't drawn to this sort of thing, the Spargelhof still has a ton of other things to offer. There's a Mais maze, or should I say a corn labyrinth at the moment, and as always there are weekend events with music and breakfasts and so on. The little stalls selling farm grown produce and smoked fish and honey and all sorts of other things seem always to be in attendance and well worth the money.

Inside the restaurant there is also a really nice little butchers/deli which sells a big range of sausages and meat including a whole section of 'Wild' sausages: Wild Bockwurst, Wild Bratwurst, Wild Blutwurst... but I don't know where they get that from... cough cough...


But I imagine it probably has a high pumpkin content....


Links:
For the love of asparagus - my post about this awesome place during Spargel season.




Buschmann-Winkelmann Spargelhof - the official website complete with tweeting bird sounds.

8 comments:

  1. That looks great! I will definitely have to check it out!

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    1. It's on the way to Potsdam and a bit out from Berlin, but it's worth the trip!

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  2. I've said it before and I'll say it again: I bloody love your blog. And this pumpkin madness is just first class.

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    1. Oh thank you, and I do so love Germans when they do things like this. I wish you'd blog again soon. I'm missing you terribly! I'm up to my eyeballs in stuff I'm selling and stuff I'm meant to be inventoring and it's not much fun!

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    2. It sounds terrible. I wish you weren't leaving, I'm going to miss YOU terribly. But then, I am also quite looking forward to reading about your return to the mothership (don't you DARE stop blogging) because I suppose that might help me work out how I would feel about it if it was going to happen to me. (No.) At the moment, my feeling is mainly that I would like Germany and the UK to combine into some kind of awesome food heaven. Anyway... I am going to get back to blogging again soon because my exam is precisely one week tomorrow and after that... oh I can't even think about it. THE FREEDOM. Speaking of which, I'm meant to be revising. Did I say revising? I meant reading 600 pages of textbook for the first time.

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    3. Good luck with the revising, and I am so looking forward to reading more Letters! Ooh, ooh, can we be pen friends when I move back???

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  3. Oh my gosh, this is great. I'm so behind on blog reading, but clicking over to this Kurbis-goodness just made my night. BUT it begs the question: with all this Kurbis business all over the place, why oh WHY does Starbucks not offer the Pumpkin Spice Latte outside of the US???

    Seriously, Starbucks is killing me here. Gah.

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    1. Me too Heather, me too. I need to find the time to have a good catch up with all my favourite blogs. Now as for this serious Starbucks issue, well I can tell you exactly what's going to happen with that one. If at some point in the future you decide to move to another country, then in a cruel twist of fate that will be the moment that Germany decides to taunt you by introducing the Pumpkin Spice Latte. Seriously.

      And how do I know this?

      Because I have been harping on for 2.5 YEARS about how I can't quite fathom how Germans haven't got bored of Paprika flavoured crisps, and how you know maybe expanding their palate to include perhaps salt & vinegar really would be AMAZING, but apart from some very poor German 'English Style' salt & vinegar crisps which seem to have been formulated by someone who has never tasted the flavour before, there's been nothing. And now. 7 weeks before I move what happens?

      EDEKA & 'NAH & GUT' HAVE ONLY GONE AND MADE SALT AND VINEGAR PRINGLES A PERMANENT LINE. I'M SO ANNOYED! SO ANNOYED THAT NOT ONLY AM I WRITING IN ALL CAPS BUT I AM NOT GOING TO BUY ANY OF THEM FROM THEM. TAKE THAT GERMANY!

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