We went hardcore German with our dinner tonight. I know that sounds a little dumb to say, but it took us like two days in France to find legitimate French food, so this is a victory. Whit ordered a beer, Berlin-style meatballs and sauerkraut but what I didn't even think about until the menu was right in front of me was that I had been anticipating this dinner my entire life. It was time for schnitzel in Germany.

Now, schnitzel has been a Jaffe family staple since forever but this was different -- it was legit. (Sorry, Dad, I know you're totally German and that your cooking is also legitimate, but I just ate the meaning of life!). Perfection.