If you've been hanging around this blog for a while, which some of you have, you'll know how excited I get when it's German week at ALDI. Apparently it just was, but I missed it, as there was no more regular Frischkäse when I arrived, only the Meerrettich kind, which I don't like. Schade.
This week I did a huge Einkaufstour and went to ALDI and filled up the cart. Käse, Champignons, Paprika, Toilettenpapier, Taschentücher, Bratwürste--ich habe echt alles eingekauft.
When I reached the check-out there were only two people ahead of me, and one, a young man, was carrying only three items. In his hands he held a package of blueberries, a package of raspberries, and a huge stack of styrofoam plates.
"I'm just going to hold my items," he explained, "so go ahead and use the whole belt."
Smiling, I told him "You can hold your things if you want to, but you don't have to, are you sure?"
"Yes, I'll hold them," he replied.
I reached into my cart and started pulling out all the items and laying them down on the belt. "It looks like you're going to a party," I commented.
"We're having a ghost feast."
...I searched in my mind for the term "ghost feast," thought about the calendar (nope, not Día de los Muertos), and came up blank. I stopped.
"What's a ghost feast?" I asked.