Weisswurst

"Dr Miller will ring you back. He's not available at the moment: party meeting." "'Party meeting'? He's lolling about somewhere having his morning pint and stuffing himself with a dozen Weisswurst, more like!"

South of the Weisswurst equator, I feel as a Rhinelander as if I'm abroad.

Bordered by shops selling meat, fresh, smoked and pickled fish, this is a nosher's haven with many a schnell imbiss, or quick snack stand, for the hot liver pâté, leberkäse and morning weisswurst washed down with potent, lemon-sparked Munich weissbier.