The whole city of Strasbourg was already decked out for
Christmas when we arrived, helped along by some pretty brisk weather (though
nothing like Maine in winter) and a dusting of snow a couple of days into our
visit. The snow and a few
showers didn’t slow down the crowds, who materialized around 11 am and grew on
into the evenings.
It’s really not so much about the shopping – it’s about the
crowds, the music, the smell of vin
chaud and hot donuts and gingerbread, the lights and the babble of
languages.
The smell of hot spiced wine is how you can tell you’re
getting close to the market.
Sometimes it seemed as though every other stand was selling vin chaud,
or one of its cousins. You
could have vin chaud rouge (red),
veritable vin blanc d’Alsace chaud ( Alsatian white wine – hot), or even with honey or with
cherries.
You could spend your entire evening sipping and nibbling
your way through the markets and never even make it to dinner. Sandwiches, waffles (gauffres –
the thick sweet Belgian ones),
Christmas candies, gingerbreads, and cookies, the local Christmas
cookies called bredele, freshed roasted nuts and crepes, and of course,
Alsatian sauerkraut – every person walking by was munching on something.
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