how to survive in Germany, Deutschland without cultural barriers, best and worst of Germany
How many times will I start yet a sentence in this blog with “I come from the culture where…”?
OK. I come from the culture where going out to eat is an everyday thing. Breakfast on working days is less usual but take away coffee is also very popular. The other times of the day are very usual to eat outside.
At lunchtime to the next cafe from the office. At dinner whenever you like. Eating outside is not expensive and if you have got a job and less than 15 kids it is an easily affordable luxury. Luxury that no one even considers luxury. It is a usual part of daily life. A dot.
Even more than that. Daily making food at home means either too obsessed mother of trying to be a perfect mother in her own limited crazy way who is a punishment to all by being so one activity oriented. Or even worse, that you are so poor that it is below a normal average.
Moving to Germany made it all look more of a luxury. There is a reason why people say you value more after you lose.
In Germany even if average salary is converted to the same currency is higher than in Lithuania, many things a more expensive. And eating outside is more expensive.
Here too almost anyone can afford to go to cafe or restaurant but not on a daily basis. If we used to go to eat out almost every day before, here we do it once a week.
If we used to go to a nice restaurant once a week here once a month.
Except for enjoying it more, it has the other side. Food has to appear somehow on the table. Cause people are strange creatures who must eat whatever the budget.
Buying all ready made from the grocery store is affordable but not healthy. And does not always taste good. And becomes too boring too quickly.
However raw food engredients are as cheap as in Eastern Europe. Some are even cheaper a little.
So an obvious solution from the monetary side of the things is cooking at home. Thank god I could cook when I came to Germany. But I must admit, I was not ready to cook daily and even two to three times a day.
This has hit me completely unexpected and not ready at all. I have to be brave and say I was completely not ready to move to Germany. I just dove into cold water one day. Hoping to have enough air until the moment I can gasp again.
I have to say I got almost professional in making food during my time in Germany. Reached the heights I never thought possible to. Exceeded my own expectations about me many many times.
And of my mom’s, I hope.
As you see, I survive. But you, if you are considering this move, please be better prepared, ok? Otherwise why would I be typing this anyway, m?
And, even if the reality of cooking is not as posh all these shiny cooking blogs will try to show you, it is an adventure in itself. And you can create wonders.