Lancaster, let's cook!

Image generated by Gemini When I turned 61 this past May, Frank and I were in the middle of a trip to the Bavarian Alps . We were joined on this trip by one of my brothers and my sisters-in-law; and the four of us were staying in the village of Garmisch-Partenkirchen . By any measure, Garmisch-Partenkirchen is one of the most magical and majestic places I’ve ever been. What drew us to Ga-Pa, as it’s called by locals, is that it was where my parents spent their honeymoon in 1955. With both of our parents gone now, my brother and I wanted to go back to some of the places that meant so much to them, and Garmisch-Partenkirchen was right at the top of that list. That morning, we took a century-old cogwheel train halfway up the tallest peak in Germany, the Zugspitze . The train let us out in the middle of a stunning glacier field, where we rode sleds and frolicked in the snow for an hour or so. Never mind that it was late spring down at the cozy lodge where we were staying; up on the mou...