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Our menu for the day -

Terrine of foie gras with lettuce or
Essence of cabbage with black pudding

Venison goulash with creamy savoy
cabbage and spaetzle

Maron foam with berry sauce

We had one of each starter; both were pretty good. The foie
was probably Hungarian and hadn't had all its strings taken
away; nonetheless it was perfectly fine; the lettuce was a
little pile of frisee and a couple other leaves in a mild
vinaigrette. Mine was a clear ham-and-Savoy broth with a few
thin slices of blood sausage floating in it - actually quite
good, enough so that I didn't regret my choice.

Next, a pretty standard brown stew, only slightly gamy, well
flavored and much enriched with red wine. The side dish was
obviously the nicer bits of the cabbage that sacrificed its
inner core for my starter; I am not a great fan of spatzle,
but these were pretty decent.

Dessert: a cup of chestnut mousse sided with a cup of Rote
Gruetze made mostly of redcurrants. Neither was too sweet,
and the contrast between them was pleasant.

Lilli had a glass of Chianti; I stuck with Konig Ludwig
dunkel.

On the whole, quite a satisfying meal. In addition to our
counterparts, there were a couple parties dining - a family
of parents, son, and girlfriend under scrutiny (it was quite
obvious that she was embarrassed, the son thought that his
parents disapproved, but as far as we could tell, they
didn't actually mind her); and a pair of extra-adventurous
Japanese tourists.
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It was another excellent day, and we had sort of exhausted
the charms of this town, so we decided to check out Reutte.
I tried to get the Fussen bus driver to sell me a ticket,
but I got a lecture (good-natured) on how dass tut mir leid,
but Reutte is not only not in the same district as Fussen,
it's not even in the same country, so you have to buy a
second ticket to get there. The bus to Fussen takes about
10 minutes; it connects to the one to Reutte, which takes
40, though the cities are only about 10 K apart, because
you take these side trips to the villages of Pinswang and
Vils and I think one other and get to marvel at the skill
of the bus driver who negotiates hairpin turns and one-way
streets that you'd think an ordinary-size car would have a
hard time with.

Reutte is a big market town, but there really is not much
going on Sunday. We walked down to the river and then back
to the foot of the mountain whose summit holds the ruined
Bergschloss: it looked too daunting for two oldsters with
sensible but not that sensible shoes; so we repaired to
what is apparently the fanciest hotel in town, zum Mohren,
where Hacker-Pschorr pilsner and Mohrenbrau Weisse comforted
us almost as nicely as if we had climbed the mountain.

Back to Fussen, where we enjoyed the touristy but quite
attractive river walk and then went up into the castle
grounds for a look-see. And then it was time for a drink,
which we found at a pub in the old town called zum Hechten,
highly recommended. Wonder of wonders, they were offering a
Schweinshaxe for under E10, and as the waitress spoke good
American English we had no trouble substituting fries for
the dumpling and sauerkraut this time. A half liter of
pilsner (name starting with A, but I forget) and a glass of
house red made the food go down in a trice; it must be said
that this was a quite tasty dish, one of our better pig
meals of recent days.

As we left, it started to drizzle, so instead of looking
more at the old town, we made a beeline for the station,
where the bus (driven by the same guy) was there to take
us back.

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