ich bin ein Amerikaner

I'm starting to lose track how many times I've arrived at work to find a special surprise waiting for me at my desk. I truly couldn't ask for better colleagues.

This morning, Astrid surprised me with "an American". A lovely pastry that I'm still trying to describe. It was cakey and cookie-like and soft and doughy and sugary and so, so yummy.

This was my first Amerikaner, but surely it won't be my last!