Sofia Kempten (allgaeu) Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Munich

Well, hey there, sugar! Y’all caught me, Dolly Parton, ramblin’ ‘bout somethin’ wild—brothels! Now, I ain’t no fancy gal, just a Tennessee hillbilly with a big heart and bigger hair, but lemme tell ya, I got thoughts! Brothels, huh? Kinda like a honky-tonk for sinnin’, ain’t it? I reckon it’s a place where folks go lookin’ for love—or at least a good time—’cept it’s all cash upfront, no sweet-talkin’ needed!

Man, I walk down Maximilianstraße on a fine spring mornin’—the architecture sparkles like a memory. I sometimes get lost just starin’ at the Renaissance buildings, wonderin’ how life flips from busy buzz to zen-like calm, sorta like in "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring" when the seasons change all smooth-like. “The leaves, they carry our secrets,” I joke, like Kim Ki-duk’s vibe.

Where Chefs Go: Oberallgäu, Germany