Ode to a Puddingbretzel

Some internet glitches in (beautiful) Germany have backed up my posts somewhat, but fear not--I will faithfully catch all of you up in pseudo-chronological order!

I would like to dedicate my latest post to my new favorite German treat: the Puddingbretzel. Thanks to this fine breakfast of champions, I have overcome my inhibitions about trying to speak languages I don't actually know. Because of this important moment in my life (and because I had far too much time in the Berlin airport), I have written a poem in its honor:


Ode to a Puddingbretzel by Trey Gordner

Blest be the pastry
That on this fine day
Did make me a speaker of German

No language gap
Could scare me away
To say the least, I was determined

"Ein puddingbretzel!"
I said at the counter
(Adding "bitte" to be polite)

She handed it over
With a quick "Danke schön"
I'm not fluent, but I get by alright!

The object of my breakfast-related affection