|Blechkuchen and Prasselkuchen|
I checked into the Augustinum monastery for three nights, where I had asked to be booked in Martin Luther's cell.
|The entry to my cell|
|The spartan interior of my cell. Note the sandals.|
|My look into the monastery garden|
I took my frugal Luther-like breakfast - except for the coffee, I can't live without - bread, cheese, yogurt, and scrambled eggs in the Renaissance Court.
|The Renaissance Court in the morning sun. |
The entry to the monetary garden is on the left below my cell.
On the right, there is the door to the refectorium (refectory),
now Luthersaal, where breakfast is usually served.
Here are two plans of the vast monastery complex.
|The monastery's flowery western frontage|
|Luther's rose in the courtyard of his birthplace at Eisleben on the Eichsfeld.|
My First Walk
Heading for Krämerbrücke (Grocer Bridge), I passed Him on Am Anger, the former common green now being a large square in the middle of Erfurt. The church in the back is Kaufmannskirche St. Gregor (Merchant's Church St Gregory), a 14th-century Gothic parish church.
|Note my mouth-nose-cover on the table.|
...with old Bach watching me from a window vis-a-vis.
Walking in the direction of the cathedral square, I met Bernd das Brot. Erfurt is the home of KiKa (Kinderkanal, i.e., Children's Channel). With Sesame Street being such a success on German television, they created a German version staring Bernd the Bread instead of grumbling Bert.
Zum Güldenen Rade
On the recommendation of a good friend, I had dinner at the restaurant To the Golden Wheel, reminiscing the red Wheel of Mainz. Note the straw in the hole above the entrance being a good sign for it means the fresh beer is on draft.
I was thirsty, so I hade an alcohol-free wheat beer brewed by Benedictinians as an appetizer. Old man, get your water balance right!
Red Baron choose a local speciality for dinner called Thüringer Klöße gefüllt mit Rot- und Leberwurst auf Sauerkraut an Zwiebel und Meerrettichsauce (Thuringian dumplings filled with red and liver sausage on sauerkraut with onion and horseradish sauce). The Köstritzer I drank to the health of Kenneth, a friend in Madison.
At the Market
The following morning I went to the market on Domplatz (cathedral square). Here I had my real Thüringer Bratwurst remembering the good old times in Weimar.
It is always the same. You ask the one taking the picture to close in on the wurst, and then the person does not follow the advice.
I became thirsty and went to the nearby beer garden at the foot of the cathedral hill, watching the market people from a distance. Regrettably, they served the beer in plastic cups.
Passing the market to my appointment for the guided tour, an offer caught my eye.
Air-dried Stracke from the Eichsfeld. This is what I call Luther's sausage. Although I gave up consuming sausages - I eat them on special occasions (see above) - I could not resist and bought a small Stracke.
Here is the thin object of desire. I read the following, "The Eichsfelder sausage gets its unmistakable character mainly from the warm meat processing. Predominantly used are meat cuts from pigs from the region with a longer fattening period. Traditional natural spices and the artisan art of the sausage makers of the Eichsfeld give this firm raw sausage an extraordinary taste. The Eichsfelder Stracke receives its perfection by gentle several months of climate ripening."
A Guided City Walk
The guided tour started at 11 a.m. and was the first one allowed at Erfurt in the presently waning Corona pandemic. Red Baron actually had booked two tours, one on foot in the morning and one by streetcar in the late afternoon.
Our guide reminded the reduced number of participants of the distance rule. Mouth-nose-covers were not required because our group refrained from indoor sightseeing.
|The fish market is surrounded by richly decorated renaissance-style patrician houses.|
|The impressive Rathaus (town hall) built in the neo-gothic style.|
|The Haus zum Roten Ochsen, transformed into Erfurt's art galery|
|The narrowest house in Erfurt|
|The old woad storage, now used as a theater|
|Semen donor? No, woad seeds.|
It was hot in Erfurt on Saturday. I rested with a fresh Erdinger wheat beer and watched tourists entering Krämerbrücke through a tunnel under Aegidienkirche.
The producer of unusual ice cream on Krämerbrücke served a long line of customers. The gentleman in the center can't still make up his mind on the taste of ice cream he wants.
A Streetcar Sightseeing Tour
This was not a city tour, but we profited from Erfurt's extended streetcar net to drive by several sights in the suburbs and on the peripheric.
|Mouth-nose-covers in place, distances kept.|
|Note the Wheel of Mainz|