5.196 Frankfurter Würstchen mit Pommes


20 (Sun) July 2014

Frankfurter Würstchen mit Pommes


at Hausmann’s

(Flughafen Frankfurt am Main)

-Frankfurt, Germany-

with W and DJ

Mission to Spain + Holiday (Day 1 of 9)

In transit.  Layover in Germany, on my way to Spain.  From Monday to Friday next week, I’ll be attending a 5-day workshop food law in Getxo.  With W and DJ tagging along, we’ll stay an extra couple days for fun in Barcelona.

IZ got left behind, because certain members of the family didn’t want the little punk to ruin Spain for the rest of us – for the record, Mo, I voted to bring you along.

Bibimbab (2.5): W’s choice; one immediate benefit of traveling with the family is that I can try all the in-flight meal options.
Chicken Cutlet with Gnocchi (1.0): I always seem to regret whatever in-flight meal that I choose, not that it really matters, because they’re all crappy.
Kids’ Meal (2.0): DJ made a sandwich from the tuna salad and bun – that’s my boy!


Over the course of 11 days, through a combination of personal and professional travels – relating primarily to the aforementioned mission to Spain – I will be in 9 localities across 5 countries, eating and documenting at least 1 meal in each of them.

Today is Day 2 /  Locality 2 / Country 2.

(For additional posts, see 11/9/5.)

Hausmann’s is a German restaurant/pub.  Located in Terminal 1 of Flughafen Frankfurt am Main (Frankfurt International Airport).  Offers sausages and beer, among other items.  Current ranking on TripAdvisor: 246 of 1,733 restaurants in Frankfurt – not bad for an airport joint.

About an hour to kill between flights, just enough time for sausages and beer.  W, being a girl, elected to waste the time by shopping, so it was just the boys, eating and drinking manly food and beverage.

Nürnberger mit Speck-Saurkraut & Hausgemachtem Kartofellstampf (3.0): the bratwurst were more adult, more flavor, notes of sage and other herbs, generally very good, but otherwise not particularly wow-worthy.

The sausages were okay, I guess.  Although the frankfurter was on the kids’ menu, I still would’ve ordered it: couldn’t resist eating a frankfurter in Frankfurt, see?  An actual frankfurter tastes exactly like an American hotdog, only the skin is a bit tighter, giving it more snap with every bite.  Sorry to say, but I have yet to be impressed by authentic German sausage, which always just seem like something out of a package (see for example 5.184 Spezial Wurstplatte), although I’m always hoping for something more rustic, hand-made.  Oh well.

(See also FOODS.)

(See also PLACES.)

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