My kingdom for a crockpot

I really miss cooking with a crockpot and have so far been unable to find one at any of our local stores. They will have a whole row of deep fryers, a whole row of coffee makers, a different row of espresso machines, but alas, no crockpots. With my birthday coming up in a few days, we decided to expand the hunt for a crockpot to the Zeil, the main shopping district in Frankfurt. It is a pedestrian-only shopping area where you can usually find anything you're looking for. Usually.

We first walked up and down the street, just taking in the sights, then went to Saturn, the store that people had told us was bound to have one. They didn't. The sales people weren't very clear on exactly what we were looking for. That is not a good sign. We went to a few department stores, but they didn't have one either. We still enjoyed looking in the different store windows, but the most memorable part of the day was watching a group of young men break out into spontaneous silly dancing at the sound of vaudeville-type of music being played over speakers. They were kicking up their heels, doing Charleston steps and twirling around as they walked down the street. I could see James' eyes sparkling as he watched them. Sure enough, he tried out a few of their moves before we left.

We just happened to be there near dinner time and let James and Emilie get crêpes, Micaela opted for a Big Mac and David and I got Turkish sandwiches that were similar to Greek gyros. Very yummy. The day was not a total loss.