Frühstück is
the most beautiful word in any lanugage, and one of the finest things in life is shambling off a
red eye from the US to
Frankfurt at some arbitrary morningish
local time, spending a groggy, dazed hour or so on a
train, and eating a healthy Frühstück at an outdoor cafe table: Rolls, assorted meat pastes, raw tomatoes, raw onions, mustard, and a nice big refreshing glass of
weissbier. I only like
weissbier with
breakfast, but with a good
breakfast, in the right surroundings,
boy howdy it just hits the spot. I've only done this once, but I really should do it again. Life is too short not to stay up all night and then eat tomatoes and onions in the sunshine with meat paste and
weissbier.
Frühstück is
German for
breakfast. It's pronounced something more or less vaguely like "froo-shtook".