Scharf München

Back in my most beloved city, München (Munich), the first thing I wanted was to visit the Viktualienmarkt. It is my tradition to buy strawberries at the VM regardless of the season,  just a simple and sweet thing I look forward to.


My friend and I went to München’s city center and I showed him some of my favourite places. I reveled in those pedestrian blocks between Karlsplatz-Stachus with the water fountain park, and the medieval and gothic structures in Marienplatz. We visited several churches and had lunch at an Italian cafe.


Viktualienmarkt is an open air market spanning several city blocks. Most cities have a farmers market but this tops anything I have ever seen. Here you can find rows of butcheries, bakeries, homemade soap and body products, fresh produce and flowers, dairy and gourmet oils, spices, desserts, coffee shops, sushi and restaurants for any cuisine imaginable, Turkish candies, chocolates, honey, and more. In the center and all throughout, there are Biergartens where you can sit and eat the things you have purchased.



Early morning and the Biergarten has not yet filled up



Vibrant flowers and plants.


Mediterranean  Market. So many olives.


Eggs, cheese, cured meats, and fine oils


Cheese. Someone should have stopped me.


Herb and Spice Market


I picked up some lavender honey, pineapple honey, curry, paprika, chimchurri, and tzaziki spices at VM.


Wurst, Bratkartoffeln, and Hell for lunch from the Imbißtube


Schnitzel and Brezel on a different day

We entered Marienplatz from Isartor,  a first for me. On previous visits, I have taken the Bahn to Karlsplatz-Stachus or Odeonsplatz and walked in from the other side. I made it a point in the following days to take a cab to various locations surrounding the area to gain more perspective.




Entering Marienplatz through the Spielzeugmuseum tower




Silber Man artist at Karlstor

Last year, I made a post about München with additional photos of Viktualienmarkt, Marienplatz, various churches, and other tourist hotspots, so instead of duplicating that info I will direct you here.


The sound of an accordion will always stop me in my tracks.


I had not noticed these avant-garde style monk statues in München before now.

*** I was just notified this is called the Münchner Kindl


Unlike the lions of Feldherrnhalle, these lions at the bank both are looking West with mouths half open. I wonder if there is any symbolism here also.

Inside the Alter Peter (Peterskirche), I paid respects once again to the Matron Saint of Single Ladies, Saint Munditia. Here she is lounging like a boss inside her glass tomb, completely bedazzled in gems.


I always ask her to send me a nice bearded Bavarian man 🙂


After pummeling up nearly 300 stairs, you will be rewarded with a fantastic view of München, bordered by the distant Alps. Beware if you have Vertigo and/or Claustrophobia like me! These stairs are tiny and uneven, the passage is narrow, and your whole body could easily fall through the steps and crash to the ground below with one false move.

Keep this in mind as strangers are squeezing past you, back to back, and you are holding on for dear life. Or maybe go really early in the morning during off season instead of lunchtime on a weekend. I learned this for myself the hard way.



The chubby Russian kid yelling hysterically with his fists in the air the whole time was definitely my hero.

The Hofbräuhaus is a kitschy tourist trap, but you must visit at least once in your life.



Of course I found the Musikanten Tisch near the band


Famous Bier and Kartoffelsuppe


Another historic city gate, Karlstor


The gold stones marking resistance on the Viscardigasse


Theatinerkirche, still under construction, still unable to visit inside 😦

We went to our friends’ apartment for Bernd’s suprise birthday party. DH played music and I met some fantastic people. There was so much #foodporn and so many cakes, local biers to try, and everyone was so friendly.



One guest brought her pup Wasti who is trained (in German) to “spit on the Nazis” on command. He scrunched up his face and showed his teeth and then pretended to spit. Bravo, Wasti, Bravo!


My favourite person in München, the lovely Rike ❤


A few nights later, Rike took me to a divine restaurant called Makassar. Roland, the owner and friend, greeted us with hugs and kisses.


Love love love this woman ❤


I ordered Cuban chicken with broccoli and sweet pomme frites. I am kicking myself for not taking a better photo, it does not do this delicious food justice!


Kumquat Cocktails

We went on a mini tour of whiskey bars in the neighbourhood; a true boatzn, a cool dive with a special drink “Smokey Whiskey” that they actually set on fire when serving, and the one I like best called  Zum Wolf. We laughed until our faces hurt about fake German words, tongue twisters, and dudes. After a few Dark & Stormies and Corpse Revivers, we parted ways for the night. Once again I had an overwhelming feeling that I was where I belong.


I spent the rest of my stay in München visiting new places, taking everything in, and sometimes running into someone I had met before. In the evenings, I went out again with Rike.

She took me to meet the amazing Sandy Beach, head mistress of the Isar Rats. We were joined by Melody D’Amour and swapped stories about our burlesque and cabaret troupes and my bands. They invited me to perform with them when I return, which would be a dream.

Here’s a video of some of these ladies and gents doing their thing (video is not my property):


We picked up some items at the local market and cooked/shared dinner with other friends on my last night in town. It was a sweet farewell.

Next morning, on the train.


Tschuß, München!

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