On a warm summer day in Germany the restaurant menu offered Kaltkirschsuppe. I translated “cold cherry soup”. Cold cherry soup? Nah, that can’t be right. But cold cherry soup was what it was. My first ever cold soup.
On a warm summer day in Germany the restaurant menu offered Kaltkirschsuppe. I translated “cold cherry soup”. Cold cherry soup? Nah, that can’t be right. But cold cherry soup was what it was. My first ever cold soup.