When Oma is your lunch lady and she serves roasted local chicken, with cucumber and radish salad, and liwanzen with applesauce for dessert, and the applesauce is from the apples she plucked from the backyard tree that morning, and you're supposed to be on a diet, but nevermind, because this must be Heaven and there is no dieting in Heaven, only cinnamon-sugar.

So, Mahlzeit! 🤤