Sunday, December 2, 2012
I just read "Up North With Mel" and one of her comments was German's like thier sweets. I'm not German but when I married into a German family I became one no matter if I wanted to or not. I was shocked to find out my birthday and our anniversary was never to be mine alone again. On every person's birthday and anniversary in the family it was expected everyone would come over that night to visit and eat sweets. The host (birthday person) was expected to provide ice cream, coffee, cake, kool aid, whatever as long as it was sweet. Every other family brought something sweet, whatever they wanted, cake, pie, cookies as long as it had sugar in it. A few years ago I heard a minister say from the pulpit that German people drink. I was tempted to stand up and announce not my German family, we got hyped up on sweets.