Well, I just want to say that I been making the breaded schnitzel and getting better as to the looks and taste but like always, it just doesn’t taste as good as Maggie would have made them. The next time I cooked some more I said a prayer for Maggie and maybe it’s just me but the schnitzels turned out better so if any of you try cooking then try saying a prayer and at lease there would be many prayers of love for her.Maybe it was wishful thinking.
Hi Larry, I read this and had to tell Maggie about it. I just called her up and she was moved and amused by it. She loves how people still remember her and her work. She does the same about her time and all those nice people she met on Cooke Barracks. At the time it was hard work and not so much fun - for all of us. But now, after we all went through this experience without too many bad bruises, looking back, feels good.
Your schnitzel experience reminds me very much to a wine experience I went through. After some holidays in Meran, a famous wine resort in Northern Italy, I filled my trunk with the best wine I could find, took it back to Goeppingen and opened the bottles at special occasions. The taste was extremely different from the same wine I tasted in the area of origin under - holiday circumstances.
I don't want to discourage you. But there is a good chance, you may never make a schnitzel that tastes like Maggie's!
She also says, please do not give up praying for her. It may help her broken rib, which she just got from slipping in the bathroom and is painful.
Besides this, she asked me to greet everyone who remembers her and sends love and best wishes to all friends who contacted her via email and never got any reply- especially Dean Dark.
Kindest regards to everyone from humid and hot Goeppingen. Horst W.
{I don't want to discourage you. But there is a good chance, you may never make a schnitzel that tastes like Maggie's!}
If I can make it even close to what I remember how well it tasted then I’m happy about that.
Maggie may be happy to know that I do go to a German restaurant local to me and then from time to time I go to a town named Frankenmuth here in Michigan which it's a 1 1/2 hour drive north from the downriver area of Detroit. The food is real good. BUT, none of it even compares to Maggie’s.
{She also says, please do not give up praying for her. It may help her broken rib, which she just got from slipping in the bathroom and is painful.}
I have a basement in my house and back in 2004 I needed to replace my hot water tank/heater and it and I ended up falling maybe 5 steps back down into the basement and it was lucky that I landed on top of the water heater. I ended up with painful ribs and needed to take a two week vacation to heal so my heart hurts for Maggie. I hope she heals fast.
That's a good story about the wine and its so true and I can relate to what you say.
Horst, Take good care of your self and thanks for all the great memories that you have managed to restore for all of us.
