Angelina Kempten (allgaeu) Brothel ❤️❤️

About Stuttgart

Dunno, mate, it’s a rum old game. Part of me’s all *eugepae!* – bravo! – for the brass of it all. Other part’s like, cor, what a mess. You ever been? Nah, don’t answer that, you sly dog! Anyway, gotta dash – *festina lente*, hurry slowly, as the ancients said. Catch you later, you old sod!

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