My Oma and Opa never have to beg to have us come for a visit. Whenever an invite is thrown our way to come for dinner we never miss it. Their light-pink, Spanish-style home in Beverly Hills that they purchased almost 50 years ago is the epitome of charm. The home is full of details that tell a story of how they came from Germany all the way to Los Angeles and the stops along the way. I have spent many an afternoon sipping champagne and going from room to room taking in all the trinkets and heirlooms that adorn their home.
I have spent my entire life from a little babe myself to now watching my own children learn to climb the same stairs that I did when I was their age. I love that wall of nostalgia that hits me every time I come over and I can see in Henry and Vivi’s eyes that the home is just as wondrous and exciting to them as it was to me. It’s where I had my baby shower and where my sister was married. I absolutely cherish this home and it’s history.
My favorite corner has to be their telephone nook that has the famed “Boob Wall”. It’s filled with pictures of all the women in our family breastfeeding. Right near one of me breastfeeding when I was a babe is one of me feeding Henry. It’s such a beautiful altar to family and connection and I just love the idea of it so much.
My Oma always greets us with champagne and German beers along with a sumptuous spread of home cooked food. For brunches we usually eat a salmon they just smoked and served with a homemade dill sauce served alongside various salads (cucumber, green, pasta and potato), cheeses and bread, and pickled beets.
For dinners we always hope for her restaurant-worthy Bouillabaisse with crusty bread and fresh green salad. It is seriously the most addicting soup I’ve ever had and she serves to us every Christmas though sometimes if we’re lucky she will surprise us with it one random night. Another holiday treat that we hope for year round is her Lebkuchen – a traditional German Christmas cookie made with nuts, spices, candied citrus peel on top of a thin wafer base and painted with a thick coat of chocolate… in other words – pure, delectable bliss.
It’s always sad to say good-bye – for both the kids and grownups – as we just enjoy our time spent there so much. But I always feel so blessed to know we get to spend our time in such a beautiful home with family eating and drinking and enjoying our time together and that it won’t be long before we come back again.