One of the delights of the area round Lake Constance is that the menus almost always include lake-caught fish — doubtless the grown up versions of the millions of tiddlers we could see at the water’s edge. And then, because we were in Austria at one point, there was schnitzel, and the ice-cream parlours down there have such wonderful concoctions, and the wheat beer, in a number of different varieties, was just the thing after some hot cycling.
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