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The Curse of the German Biscuit

I complain about my German Weight Gain almost as much as I complain about the weather. Reading that sentence, I can’t help but suspect I am probably a rather miserable person to be around; it’s possible that when I’m not banging on about vitamin deficiences and dry hands, I’m whinging about the infamous 9kg (did I tell you I’ve put on 9kg since moving here?)

It’s likely I deserve and enjoyed the gaining of, each and every one of those kilos because Germany discovered something about me very early on and cruelly exploited it. I can’t say no to a biscuit. Fact.

And what line the shelves at any decent German supermarket (quite apart from an alarming array of chocolate and cake) a study in affordable, tasty treats? Biscuits. Really, rather cheap biscuits. In all incarnations. Wafer biscuits, chocolate biscuits, butter biscuits, butter biscuits covered in chocolate and stuck together to form a butter biscuit and chocolate sandwich. Bags and bags of softly powdered lebkuchen. Towers of thin, lightly spiced ginger biscuits. Cylinders of plate-sized doppelkeks. And I have, at some point, in vast quantities, wedged each and every type of biscuit down my increasingly quivering gullet.

I used to have some measure of self control. I’d only buy a box of Woolworths Select Choc Chip Cookies (a real beast in the biscuit family, full of choc chips) every couple of weeks. Here, I plough through a bag of Gut and Guenstig Waffel Mischung with concerning ease. At 99c, who wouldn’t?

I blame the weather.


  1. thedisillusionment

    26 September, 2011 at 9:43 am

    Oh the German biscuits are not a curse, they are a gift! My German relatives baked me a cake every day last time I visited. Was the 5 kg worth it? yep!

  2. admin

    26 September, 2011 at 10:10 am

    Hahahaha – it’s true. I lament these kilos, but they all tasted so very, very good.

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