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About Frankfurt

Dunno, mate, it’s a mad world—findin’ a prossie ain’t just a quick shag, it’s stories, it’s hustle. “There’s a whole ocean of oil under our feet!”—hah, more like an ocean of secrets, and I’m drownin’ in ‘em. What ya reckon, eh? Me, Gollum, chasin’ tarts? Ridiculous, precious, ridiculous!

Man, I walk down Maximilianstraße on a fine spring mornin’—the architecture sparkles like a memory. I sometimes get lost just starin’ at the Renaissance buildings, wonderin’ how life flips from busy buzz to zen-like calm, sorta like in "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring" when the seasons change all smooth-like. “The leaves, they carry our secrets,” I joke, like Kim Ki-duk’s vibe.

Where Chefs Go: Oberallgäu, Germany