Hallo Berlin

The only locally-produced items I found in Berlin were wurst (more later) and marzipan. That said, the city has wonderful museums, a lively art scene, great music in numerous venues and KaDaWe, (‘Ka-da-vay’); Europe’s biggest department store with a food hall that rivals Harrod’s in London. And a lot of very interesting history.KaDaWe

There is a lot of “apologizing” for the Holocaust in various museums and exhibitions. Far more moving to me are are the stolperstein (in German this means ‘stumbling blocks”) created by artist Gunter Demning to commemorate individual Holocaust victims. Each Stolperstone is a small concrete cube covered in brass with information about the dead person including name, birth date and what happened if this is known.

Stolpersteine outside a building

Stolpersteine outside a building

Perhaps it is apocryphal, perhaps not, but it’s said that, prior to the Holocaust, when a non-Jew stumbled over a stone, heĀ  said “there must be a Jew buried here”–hence the name.

Many apartment buildings undertake research to learn about their former inhabitants and then invite residents to contribute to the stolperstine, order the tributes and see that the installation is carried out properly. It’s not unusual to see a building with five or more blocks, usually placed in front so they are noticeable but not where they will impede foot traffic.

These little remembrances are a lot more personal than the more formal stelae at the Memorial to the Murdered Jews of Europe (click here to read a fairly scathing New Yorker article criticizing this museum) and the Jewish Museum Berlin, much of which was designed by Daniel Liebeskind.

Not to become frivolous when writing about such a profound subject but I did start with wurst and will end on that note. sausagesNever mind the plethora of fabulous German sausages–blood sausage, bratwurst, weisswurst and others. The only sausage I ate was currywurst, a fast food dish of steamed, then fried pork sausage, usually cut into pieces and topped with a ketchup-like sauce seasoned with curry powder. The whole thing is usually served with French fries. I will spare you a recipe because it’s not likely you’d want to reproduce this but it wasn’t as bad as it sounds.

Instead, this recipe is for the ubiquitous German potato salad, here made with yogurt which I ate a few times with great pleasure.

pot salad

 

German Potato Salad with Yogurt

Serves 6
1 egg
3/4 pound fingerling potatoes (don’t use Russets–Yukon Golds are fine)
2 tablespoons mayonnaise
1 tablespoon plain nonfat Greek yogurt
1 1/2 teaspoons prepared mustard
1/3 cup chopped celery
3 tablespoons chopped red onion
1/4 teaspoon kosher salt
1/4 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
1. Place a saucepan filled two-thirds with water over high heat; add egg, and cover. Cut potatoes into 1-inch pieces. Add potatoes to pan; cover and bring to a boil. Reduce heat to medium-high; cook 5 minutes or until tender. Drain.
2. Combine remaining ingredients in a medium bowl; add potatoes. Peel and coarsely chop egg; add to potatoes.

I serve this at room temperature. Just be careful not to leave it out for too long in a very warm room. Raise your beer stein–it’s still October.

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2 Responses to Hallo Berlin

  1. Bob Mack says:

    The author of the New Yorker article had it right, especially the last sentence: “The mollifying solemnity of pseudo-universal abstractions puts a great gray sentiment in the place of actual memory.” The stolperstein are more profound.