After our hearty lunch yesterday (Chinese, if anyone’s interested), my brother and I were pondering where to go for dessert. I made a suggestion, but the place turned out to be closed. Just as my face reached its maximum disappointment crumple, bro remembered a café in a neighboring village, called “Die Tortenfee”, which would translate as “The (Cream) Cake Fairy”. As caff names go, this was highly promising!
We got there, it was open (HURRAAAH!), and we stood, mesmerised, in front of the display. For an eternity. Drooling. Deliberating. Almost having an argument. Until the lady behind the counter (she must have been the Cake Fairy herself!) told us that instead of choosing one slice each, we could choose a selection of three half-slices. The “half slices” turned out to be very generous, so we effectively ended up with six slices of cake between the two of us.