June 1, 2009

american sauce

On Saturday night, in a little town called Wiesen, Austria, we went to a pizza restaurant. Mostly we went because they had spare ribs on the menu. I ordered the "Spare Ribs American Style" and used my best German to say that I couldn't eat MSG. This totally confused the restaurant owners, so after lots of gesturing and such they showed me the bottle of "American Sauce." I'm not sure why it's American. Instead of BBQ sauce with tomato and honey or molasses, the sauce had cheese as the main ingredient. It sounded really weird, but after all the hubbub I would have felt bad to decline the sauce, so I had it. And, actually, it was okay!