A few days after the official ending of the German-Canadian Lahr reunion, I went to the Gasthaus Linde in Wallburg for my usual weekly visit there. Waltraud, the Wirtin, mentioned that several Canadians had been there already in the past few days, one of whom had been Harry Rideout from Ottawa, one of the organizers for the reunion. He and his wife Ellie had celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary there with close friends a few days earlier. This shows how much they loved the chicken at the Linde.
On the night I was there, and shortly after talking with Waltraud, several Canadian women and a gentleman came in. Waltraud pointed them out to me and me to them. They invited me to join them. Most had been in the military and one or two of them still were in the Canadian Forces. All had flown over for the reunion other than the Canadian gentleman who lives and works here in Germany.
After all that chicken and pommes frites and salad, it was time for a digestive:
Checking the label on the bottle of Underberg and then, chug-a-lug and down the hatch it goes.