Because it’s not on the menu…

It’s been a good week: someone asked if I was a Hollunder (Dutch), a great compliment to my German.

Today however I ordered some white chocolate hot chocolate. Since the cafe advertised a nice winter mint tea, I asked if they could shoot some mint into my cup.

This completely caught the staff off-guard and they had lots of trouble figuring it out. She eventually brought me their shoebox of fresh mint (very good – real flavor) and told me to pick out which leaves I thought were best.

Finally, while I was there holding the leaves and telling her that mint + white chocolate = yummy, she asked – “Oh, would you like me to have my colleague just put that in your drink?”

Yep, I sure would 😉