Every February, we Americans miss a golden opportunity.
We mark the approaching end of Winter with a few tried and true (and honestly, kind of boring) traditions.
Don’t get me wrong; I like groundhogs just as much as the next guy, but dang, is that it? Couldn’t we jazz up the equinox with a little something besides large rodents and spring cleaning?
Yes, we could. And it’s called Scheibenschlagen.
Several weeks ago, some German friends invited me to join them at a Scheibenschlagen. I accepted, even though I had no idea what they were talking about. When the day arrived, we drove to a small town outside of Freiburg and hiked up a snowy hill.
At the top, I saw that the folks who had already arrived seemed to be roasting marshmallows over several large bonfires. On closer examination, however, I saw they were actually using their sticks to…
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