Golden Ticket to Thanksgiving

This was a pretty eventful weekend for us.  Being away from home during Thanksgiving is pretty depressing, so we decided to: a) throw a Thanksgiving feast at my house and b) go to a chocolate factory.  Actually, we grabbed our Golden Tickets first and then we feasted on the turkeys.

Now, it's no surprise that I like chocolate.  Needless to say, when I found out that there is a chocolate factory less than hour away from us, I was ready to check this place out.  So on Saturday, we found ourselves on a bus to the Ritter Sport factory.

For those of you who have never tasted Ritter Sport, I pity you and your sad, Ritter Sport-less lives.  So here's a commerical from 2002 for you.  (Thanks YouTube!)

Chocolate.  

It's all fun and games until someone gets pulled over on their little scooters by the Polizei.

Ridiculousness aside, Ritter Sport comes (usually) comes in a square with 16 (yes, 4x4) little squares.  The idea is you break it open along the little fault lines and nom chocolate to your heart's merry content.  Ritter Sport is also a fan of shoving all kinds of stuff in chocolate, like hazelnuts, grapes, butter crackers, rum...anything that will make it hard to break.  Ironic. 

At first we were a little worried after getting off the bus.  It looked shady and our directions were vague.  We had been simply told to head to Waldenbuch and get off there.  Luckily, there was a huge sign that declared the Ritter Sport factory was to our left.

THEN WE SMELLED IT.

I know now what Charlie must have felt like.  It was glorious.  The whole area for about 2 miles around the factory smelled like chocolate.  It was awesome.

The museum was free and tiny.  They had some pretty cool displays, especially the "smell boxes" where you could press a button and smell the things they add to the chocolate.  By far our favorite was the chocolate dispenser machine...Luckily Emily took a short video of our gleeful moments.

As Zach said "Best Ad Machine Ever"

Voice Talents: Yours truly, Zach, Emily, and Jake

After the museum came the best part - The Ritter Sport Chocolate Shop.

So we hit up the SchokoShop and bought WAAAAAY too much chocolate.  My favorite section was this corner where they "test chocolate" favors in white wrappers.  They also had a huge bag (200g) of chocolate was "mistake" chocolate.  This means something was broken in the chocolate during packaging or the packaging wasn't right and they bag it up and sell it to hungry suckers like us.  Needless to say, we all bought some.  Even our lactose-intolerant people!

Our Spoils of War.

After we gorged ourselves on chocolate, we approached the painful, terrifying task of a proper American Thanksgiving feast for all of our friends.

VLOG!

Pictorial Evidence of the First American Thanksgiving Celebrated Above the Deutsche Bank:

Behold! My Kitchen before.
Terrifying.

Jello Salad chillin' on the porch.
  We think.

Jake and Em show the bounty.

Rachel, Jake, YoursTruly, and Emily cutting into the turkey 

The Tübinger Fünf, rocking Thanksgiving

Eat up!

Well now that looks tasty...

Apple Crisp.  Done right.
With butter.

CARNAGE.

A whirlwind of hungry Germans, Belgians, French,
Japanese, Canadian,  and Americans swept through.

I have to clean this?
UGH.

Everyone with their Hand Turkeys!
Gobble Gobble!

Needless to say, no one went home hungry.

ALSO:  I would like to say, I'm THANKFUL for all of you, my wonderful followers and devotees who put up with my crazy posts, ugly photos, and not so funny captions. You're wonderful.