We had a clear agenda last Sunday. German pork knuckle. I don't even know when Oktoberfest is exactly but I knew we had to partake in the festivities and have our fill of pork knuckle.
Behold, the beast! I could not stop picking out the ridiculously crunchy pork skin. I hope nobody else noticed. Crazy delicious.
A bunch of sausages added to the porcine-centric meal but I wasn't easily distracted. Bring me the knuckle, minions! I'm proud to say I eventually laid claim to the bone.
I wasn't planning on blogging about the other dishes we had but this prosciutto pizza was questionably topped with a fried egg. Odd but lovable stuff.
Speaking of odd but lovable...
After lunch, we went back to 76 for desserts.
Pints of Haagen Daaz caramel biscuit (now, a family favourite) and cappuccino truffle ice cream, alongside a dark chocolatey mouse cake from JAAN summed up our Sunday afternoon nicely.
And the weekend is here again... Whoop, whoop!