The breads were wonderful. I had a friend who lived off in the Rhoen Ring in a tiny village and they had the bread truck, the bank truck, and the grocery truck.
I lived in a small town, but it was close enough to a larger town with the amenities that we didn't have the "consumer services" trucks coming by.
Sausages? Well, those're a funny story. First of all, you need to know that husband and I both grew up in kosher households. We also ate a lot of European sausages.
Imagine how excited we were to find the "original versions" in their homeland! We went wurst-crazy. Got our treats home, and each and every one of them had the same, weird taste and texture to them.
Couldn't figure it out for the longest time. husband finally finished chewing and swallowed a mouthful. "It's pork." he proclaimed.
He was right. When we were growing up, we got our sausage at a kosher deli, so they were all made with beef.
In Germany, the original versions were made with pork, so tasted weird to two people who, while by this time no longer kept kosher, but had never eaten European sausages made with pork.
We came to love them made that way, and in fact, these days, I prefer pork to beef for the most part.