Weekend trip crossdressed: Discovering the “Bohnenviertel”

“Bohnenviertel” – a really strange name for a borough – is named after the common bean or garden bean, known to be the food of the poorer folks that formerly lived in this now lively and hip neighborhood, in walking distance to the center of town. Antique shops, galleries, cafes, restaurants, and bars line the streets, which – of course – makes this part of Stuttgart highly attractive for food-, wine-, and arts-loving Franziska.

 

Portrait of the evening.

On the way to the “Bohnenviertel” for dinner: A picture of Franziska in a sleeveless, silky wrap dress, black sandals, and a black leather jacket – in two versions.

Dinner at a very nice, small, local Mediterranean restaurant, operated by a German chef and his wife. She took that picture and complimented – on my very cute, little camera. It is a great camera, which is small enough to fit even in the small outside pocket of a women's blazer.

And – no surprise to all regular visitors to this blog – some red wine at the end of the evening, at the hotel bar. In German, we have a specific word for that last drink of the evening, at or close to home: “Absacker.” The best – though, far not as charming – translation to English that I have come across is “the very bloody last one.” Any suggestions for a better phrase are most welcome.