Northern Bavaria update

A pancake soup and the neighborhood.

Food in Melbourne

There is a whole bunch of things to eat in Melbourne. I don’t recall any other place I have visited which offers so much variety in terms of food. In this short time I had good Italian food, Spanish chocolate, Ice cream from New Zealand, Indonesian, Thai and Chinese food and good vegetarian food (which are quite common here). Coffee and tea shops are also all over the city and people are extremely amiable.

My last Ben & Jerry

I love Ben & Jerry ice cream and since today this is no longer true. To make the story short:

Hej,

I am a big fan of Ben & Jerry ice cream and there is hardly a day without eating your delicious ice cream. However, lately I am quite disappointed with “Fossil Fuel”. This is the second time in a raw that the package I bought is uneatable. It tastes like water and I have a hard time eating it at all. I just wanted to inform you, so that you can check the production process regarding this flavour. The other once seem good as usual but something is odd with FossilFuel. The last bad item I bought has the following number on the bottom side:

06/2009 L73400C011 05:53

Best regards,

Three weeks without any response made me angry, so I wrote again:

Hej,

Unfortunately I haven’t heard from you since my last email. Since then I bought your new flavours and I really like them, but today I got again Bohemian Raspberry which was uneatable: It seemed like melted and frozen several times again. I hereby give up to try to find the good ones and will tell my friends to stop buying your products as well, because I am really annoyed by companies which seem to have a good costumer relation, but in the end can not answer to one of their customers within 18 days. Best regards

I mean I don’t buy 10 SEK ice cream and if I would buy it I would not complain if sometimes it would taste like water or even worse. But if you pay almost 50 SEK for 500 g you expect something. At least good costumer relations, but then I got this:

Hi,

When it comes to “re-frozen” products our policy says you should go to the store where you bought the ice-cream. Take the complaint with them and then they can contact us. Partly cause you’ve “done the deal” with them and also so they can check their freezers and prevent anyone else to get the same unfortunate “experience”.

Ben & Jerry`s Sweden

In short: I pay ten times more for their ice cream and they expect me to solve their problems? I will send this email to Ben & Jerry in UK and USA, just for fun to ask them if they treat customers the same way as here. The least would be to ask me where I bought their product so that they could tell the sellers to have an eye on it, but NO! Now, I have to get used to the “cheaper” ice creams again, but at least I don’t tend to write to their costumer services, because I don’t expect them to have one.

We are different after all

Our son started quite early to disappoint us, or better: only me. First I expected him to be quite silent, smooth, not destructible due to external disturbances, etc. or in short: I expected him to be laminar. All indications – before he was delivered – were at least in that direction. His crying attacks aside, his trend to get infected quite easily as well as his sudden bursts of puke ejections have given more and more the indication that he is everything else than laminar.

Nevertheless there was some kind of band between us: he started to enjoy delicious Italian ice cream as did I, he couldn’t stop eating cookies, so did his daddy, etc. Being forced to check the temperature of his food by tasting it (just touching is apparently not enough, at least that was his expression the last time he complaint) I was disgusted by its taste and he seemed really to like it.

Parmigiano-Reggiano

Haven’t blogged since a long time. Didn’t really find the time for it. Quite busy right now be it at work or at home. Son is improving his knowledge regarding gravity by smashing his head on the floor from different heights and angles of attack. He developed a quite fast crawling speed and has a quite funny laugh since few days. The electrical heater on the other hand has become his enemy, although he does not want to let off once his nerves have transmitted the pain to his brain. He just stays attached to it and starts crying after few seconds.

Today I got a pound of parmesan from Italy. So there was no real dinner, just cheese, some pancakes and ice cream. Still angry about Sixt, the Russians and myself.

Best friends for sad moments