That's how you say Merry Christmas in German.
Fro-uh Vine-knock-ten << the phoenetic way of breaking it down
This year, the holidays came so fast. I don't know if it's the LA weather or how busy things have been. It all seems so....what's the word...fabricated.
LA Christmases will never be the same after experiencing a German Christmas. There's no Thanksgiving or Black Friday to kick off the holidays. Instead, the weather sets the mood and soon Christmas outdoor markets appear and everyone bundles up at night to go out to the night markets to enjoy a glass of Glühwein, a hot, mulled spiced wine, and enjoy a bite of festive eats from outdoor stands among friends. It may be snowing outside but when you're in a plaza surrounded by old building with a glass of warm wine and a garlic bread and laughing to jokes, suddenly you can't feel the snow anymore.
Here are some photos from last year. I've been waiting to share these pics since this time last year we were so slammed with moving back to LA that I forgot to share these. It's surreal being at a coffeeshop in LA while it's sunny out knowing that that this was all a year ago.