We drove through a very large rural area right before we drove into Weimar. It was part of Thuringia and was surrounded by the Thuringian Forest. At one point we entered a deep valley filled with trees. It was overcast. There were clouds. There was a spooky effect. You couldn't see the bottom as we crossed it on a bridge. It was part of the Thuringer Wald. We even saw the "Devil's Valley". It was more rural and had more tunnels than any other area we drove through.
It was all setting the atmosphere for the Thuringian feast we enjoyed during our stay at the Dorint Hotel in Weimar, the land of Goethe. Talk about old-fashioned food! We came out of the dark forest to the table filled with a various kinds of homemade breads. What could be more traditional? To go with the luscious bread slices there were even thicker slices of wurst on a long plate. The leafs of lettuce seemed to stand up like a plant ready to be plucked. Of course no one in Thuringia would leave out the mustard. And for dessert we have a fluffy, flavorful creation. All what one would expect on his table when he steps out of the misty Devil’s Valley to eat.