But now, having been a house guest in 3 different German homes, I understand.
(Are three German friends enough to keep me safe if the euro actually does end up going down the tubes?)
German bread is awesome. They have bakeries on every corner where the shelves groan with doughy delicacies. There are granary breads and sesame breads and poppy breads. There are breads with cheese and breads with bacon and breads with cheese and bacon. And there are pretzels, gorgeously browned on the outside, soft and white on the inside and sprinkled with chunky salt crystals.
If the wine and the cheese were up to the same standard, I'd seriously be thinking about moving over the border.