#almdudler

[anika010397]

New home meets old home. Almdudler meets Erzgebirge. I think I’m in heaven.

#ani #home sweet home #almdudler #erzgebirge #I’m so happy to be here

[thenewsthaturdead]

pomoc

[Image ID: the meme of someone running away from a flying person in a hallway. the caption on the running person reads "já, snažící se si užít na dovolený dobrej Almdudler" which translates to "me, trying to enjoy good Almdudler on holiday". the caption on the flying person is an image of part of the label on the Almdudler soft drink reading "Zuckerfrei" which translates to "sugar-free" End ID]

#liveblogguju výlet do německa #je tu vedro #germany #almdudler #deutscher tumblr #is that the german tumblr tag? germans pls correct me if not #ik its austrian but i am currently in germany #but yk what? #austria #and #čumblr #hezky česky #cuz its in czech #and also #my post #cuz i made it lol

[alwayswonderingandwandering]

vom fass

#© victor s. brigola #brigola #vom fass #fass #square #almdudler #restaurant #gasthaus #gasthof #german #typography #austria #carinthia #kärnterisch aufgetischt #neuhaus #wir laden zum had'n #fuji x-pro 3 #österreichischer nationalfeiertag

[parfumery-wiki]

Escentric 02 Escentric Molecules Nose: Geza Schoen

Woods

AMBROXAN™  has a subtle sensual quality with a radiant, long-lasting drydown.

Escentric 02 contains 13.5% AMBROXAN™* in a formula designed to amplify its mineral note. It also contains hedione (green jasmine bud), a ‘gin and tonic’ accord, "and a hint of the Austrian lemonade called almdudler." Geza Schoen describes the final effect as ‘super-longlasting freshness into the drydown, together with a subtle sensuality.’

Top notes: Almdudler, Juniper berry, Mandarin, Lime, Bergamot Heart notes: Ginger, Freesia, Clary sage, Pink pepper, Hedione, Orris Base notes: Musk, Ambroxan, Vetiver, Tonka bean

#Escentric Molecules #geza schoen #woods #almdudler #juniper berry #mandarin #lime #bergamot #ginger #freesia #clary sage #pink pepper #hedione #orris #musk #ambroxan #vetiver #tonka bean

[skekteksfurby]

dad brought me almdulder from his austria trip

#tekrim text #almdudler

[markgraeflerin]

Feierabend-Cocktail: Campari Spice

Es gab hier schon lange keinen Feierabendcocktail mehr! Kein Wunder, denn draußen ist ja eher Glühwein-Wetter… Unsere „Hausbar” gab noch einen Rest Campari her. Viele verbinden mit Campari einen Sommerurlaub in Italien. Wir haben einen winterlichen Campari-Cocktail entdeckt, der auch in die Adventzeit passt, zum Weihnachts-Apéro oder – wir denken schon weiter – zur Silvesterparty: Campari Spice…

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#alkoholfrei #Almdudler #Apéro #belegte Brote #Campari #Cockttail #Eiswürfel #Food #Gewürze #Grapefruit #Kräuter #Kräuterlimonade #Limette #Sanbitter #Winter #Zimtstange

[canettesoda]

#almdudler

[vegehana-food]

✿ アルムドゥードゥラー | Almdudler ・オーストリアの国民的ソーダ。レストランでドリンクメニューを開くと、コーラやスプライトと並んで必ず登場する。1957年誕生以来圧倒的な人気を誇ります。 ・「ハーブキャンディを溶かしたみたい」とも「養命酒みたい」とも評されるその独特の風味は、レモンバーム、セージ、リンドウ、エルダーフラワー、コーンフラワーなどアルプスのハーブによるもの。アルムドゥードゥラー作りは、これらを採取し、乾燥させることから始まります。乾燥させたハーブに含まれるエッセンシャルオイルの質と量を検査したうえで、これらをブレンドし、高品質のアロマを抽出します。その抽出物を数週間熟成させると、アルムドゥードゥラーならではの爽やかかつ複雑な風味が生まれます。これを炭酸水、テンサイ糖、クエン酸と混ぜてボトル詰めすると、アルムドゥードゥラーのできあがり。保存料や化学調味料は使っておらず、またヨーロッパのビーガンラベルを取得しているので、菜食主義の方も安心して飲めます。

#アルムドゥードゥラー #almdudler #飲み物:オーストリア #オーストリア:2020〜 #飲み物:2020〜 #飲み物:ハーブ #ハーブ #飲み物 #2020〜 #オーストリア #オーストリア:ハーブ #オーストリア:ソーダ #ソーダ #vegan #飲み物:vegan #オーストリア:vegan #レモンバーム #セージ #リンドウ

[michaelmilligan]

You've heard of apple fizz with vodka, now get ready for:

#Alcohol tw #I still had the Almdudler okay

[nightmaretour]

*Slaps roof of self* this bad boy can fit so much fucking Almdudler in it

#I'm so mad I can't bring it through customs #That just means I have to drink 3+ years worth of in one month #Fuck Cola Almdudler is the superior drink and I'm willing to throw hands over it #I can however bring a metric fuckton of schokobananen home with me which I fully intend to do

[itsagrimm]

Wegbier

Translation: a beer for the road. It’s the drink (often a beer but other drinks like Clubmate or Almdudler for those that don’t drink alcohol are also common) one takes with them when wandering from one space to another while out with friends. And I literally mean wandering. It’s not a drinking while driving thing but a drinking while walking or using the public transport thing.

CN mentions of alcohol and drinking, theft, reader gets lifted up (hold on tight, spidermonkey!), drunk König

Summary: You are walking home with your boyfriend after a night out and cause havoc.

For legal reasons this is a joke.

König X gn reader

1,2 k words

Song that fits this: The Cure – The Lovecats

It was night. Or morning. Somewhere in between when it was hard to tell. You had missed the train to get back into town and instead of waiting for the replacing night bus, you had allowed König to talk you into walking.

“Come on!”, he called back over his shoulder. His long strides made him leave you behind ever 5 minutes and he had to turn around and wait for you to catch up.

“I don’t want to walk anymore!”, you lamented, tired from spending the last hours out with friends and enjoying the summer night at the lake.

“Leave me here, just let me sleep in the woods.”, you gasped dramatically, “That fallen tree with the moss over there looks so cosy.”

He starred into the woods, “That tree looks rotten.”

You suppressed a yawn and took a sip from your Wegbier before dragging yourself on. “Alright, nevermind. Off wandering home, we go. Through the dark hours of the night.”

König chuckled, “Since when are you so dramatic?”

“Since when are you so keen on walking everywhere?”

Another chuckle. “It’s not even 2 kilometres. You are just too used to cars. Less whining, more walking.”

“Easy for you to say, König. You take a step and you already have made about half of that distance.”

“That’s an…”, he paused and took a sip from his Wegbier before continuing while searching for the word, “…exaggeration. That’s the English word. Exaggeration. You exaggerate. For the dramatic effect.”

It was your turn to chuckle.

The evening and the alcohol had turned you into an overdramatic tipsy mess.

But it had turned König into the unfiltered version of himself, laying every thought bare with delightful simplicity.

Your visit in König’s hometown had been fun. It showed you a playful side in him when he joked around with his family, showed you places he loved, or taught you new german words until your head spun from the confusing grammar and unfamiliar pronunciations.

A more surprising thing to you, however, was the amount of walking.

To the store.

To friends.

The odd habit of having to leave the house at least once a day for a little walk like an animal stalking their territory.

And now you walked home with your boyfriend.

At least he walked. You needed a break.

“Come on! We nearly made it”, he called once again before stopping in his tracks and started laughing.

It was a gremlin laugh. One of those laughs followed up by either something very funny or very concerning.

You stared, slightly confused, and finished your beer before putting it next to a trash can for easier access to whoever collected the trash. Another habit König had taught you.

“What is it?”, you called and caught up with your boyfriend, following his stare onto the other side of the street.

“I need this.”, he growled.

“What?”

He nodded into the direction of one of the signs at the side of the road.

You squinted your eyes to see better despite the twilight and the distance to the sign.

K-Ö-N-I-G-S-S-T-R-A-S-S-E.

Your slow, tired and intoxicated brain needed a moment before finally gluing together the letters and translating the word.

Königsstrasse.

Kingstreet.

The street sign displayed your boyfriends callsign.

He laughed again and finished his beer.

“You in?”

You turned to him. “You mean, stealing it?”

He shrugged.

“Yeah. It’s fairly dirty. It will be replaced soon anyway.”

“Awww,”, you teased, “Are you, an active mercenary, trying to justify your crimes? No need, I’m in.”

He nodded as if only half listening and already planning the heist while finishing his own beer and leaving it next to yours at the trash can.

You looked around. A bit off from you there were a couple of houses, dark and silent as its inhabitants likely were deep asleep at this time. The street was empty. And above you a sole nightingale had started to sing.

Determined to get that sign, you crossed the street.

It was up high. Very high.

You jumped, trying to touch it only to miss it by a couple of centimetres.

“There is an easier way.”, König rasped, appearing out of thin air right behind you like a lynx before grabbing you and putting you onto his shoulders.

“Woah!”, you cried out in surprise, “A warning, next time please?”

“Next time? Do you think we are making this a habit, Mausi?”

You giggled at the sound of the pet name and started to feel the street sign for any way to remove the board from the pole.

“Shit!”, you cursed, “We need a screwdriver. Or a socket wrench.”

“A what?”

“A socket wrench.” You made a few cracking sounds to imitate a socket wrench while circling your hands like using… well, a wrench.

“Ah”, was all your boyfriend did while fumbling at his belt underneath you.

You grabbed the sign to steady yourself and grimaced. It really was dirty.

“Try this.”, König passed you his multi tool, “Try the screwdriver on the left side.

You mumbled a few curses while trying to see and get out the right piece of the multi tool in the twilight.

“Got it.”, you finally whispered after having cut yourself nearly twice while fumbling with the tool, “Why do you even have that with you, König?”

“To steal shit and cause havoc of course”, he replied without hesitation.

“Ah-a”, you replied while working on dislodging the sign. It took you a few tries but König hardly swayed underneath you or complained about your weight while you worked on securing the trophy.

“I have it.”, you finally declared and pulled the sign free.

“Is it heavy?”

“No, König, I can hold it. Just let me get down.”

Another of those gremlin snickers escaped your boyfriend as he stepped away from the pole and started walking into the direction of the town.

“What are you doing!”, you cried, trying to hold onto him with the multitool in one hand and the in spiderwebs and dirt covered huge sign in your other.

“I’m carrying you home. You didn’t want to walk anyway, and I’m tired of waiting for you, Mausi.”

“Fucking hell.”, you cursed while grabbing onto his head for balance.

XXX

Epilogue

It was past midday as you woke up. König was snoring peacefully next to you with the pillow over his head to keep out the light.

Still feeling sleepy but not tired enough to get up yet, you turned – and stilled.

Next to the bed was a sign.

A huge streetsign.

You elbowed König and he groaned in protest.

“What is it?”, he grumbled.

“Exactly. What is this?”

With a sheepish look he looked over you.

“Huh, Mausi. That looks like a night's out yield.”

#könig is a bunch of racoons in a trenchcoat #könig #könig cod #könig mw2 #könig x reader #könig x you #könig call of duty #koenig #könig is a gremlin #grimmwriting

[disneyprincessdxminatrix]

I have seen these with american and british foods so I thought why not make one with stuff that originates from my home country? There's a lot more of course but tumblr only allows ten options to pick from so there are my personal favs.

#austria #i am from austria #polls #my stuff #austrian tumblr #german stuff #not really but kind of #also some people form germany might actually know some of these! #also i am aware that there are similar things from other brands from other countries but this is about my beloved austrian stuff that I #consume ungodly amounts of

[soulmusicsongs]

Soul from Germany

Soul from Germany in 13 tracks.

5 Nach Halb 7 - Modern Soul Band (Modern Soul Band, 1976)

Ambros High Life - The Ambros Seelos Showband Featuring Joe Curtis (Live At The Hyatt Hotel, 1974)

Es Bleibt Die Sonne - Gerd Michaelis Chor (Gerd Michaelis Chor, 1974) 

Frucade Hit - Hartmut Kiesewetter (Frucade Hit / Almdudler Hit, 1973)

Fusion - Klaus Lenz Modern Soul Big Band (Klaus Lenz Modern Soul Big Band, 1974)

Get Your Love - Take 5 & 2 (Hans Daniels Präsentiert Bonner Beat Bands, 1969)

Hey, Wir Fahr'n Mit Dem Zug - Veronika Fischer und Band ‎(Veronika Fischer und Band, 1977)

Hochzeitsnacht - Uschi Brüning und Orchester Günther Fischer ‎(Hochzeitsnacht / Einer Wie Du, 1975)

Marabuena - Charly Antolini’s Power Dozen (Atomic Drums, 1972)

My Dear Groovin’ - Sunbirds (Zagara, 1973)

Stop Your Fever - Wolfram Brunke (Stop Your Fever, 1973)

Uela Uela - Charly Antolini’s Power Dozen (Atomic Drums, 1972)

Zigarillo - Botho Lucas Singers Und Die Sound-Masters (Dannemann Tanzparty, 1972)

More Soul Music

Soul from Belgium, part 2

Funk from Spain in 12 tracks

Soul from Holland

German Soul by famous Soul Musicians

#Soul #Soul Music #Soul Music Songs #Music #Music Songs #Germany #Funk from Germany #Soul Music List #Soul from Germany

[mylanguagesblogger]

🍺🚴‍♀️It's getting warmer, people go on bike tours, and when you stop at a restaurant or Biergarten, you might enjoy a Radler. A Radler (short from Radlermaß, meaning cyclist liter) is a mixed drink (usually) made from beer (Pils) and lemon soda (Zitronenlimonade). It is very refreshing and therefore not surprising that cyclists would like it. (Though you don't need to be on a bike tour to enjoy it.) The English equivalent is shandy. In Northern Germany, it's also referred to as Alster or Alsterwasser, after the Alster river in Hamburg. Panasch is the common term in Switzerland from the French Panaché. There are other variations, sometimes beer is mixed with orange soda or herbal soda (e. g. Almdudler). You might then hear the names "Wurstwasser" (hot dog water) and "Almradler” respectively. Others mix wheat beer with lemon soda (more common in Württemberg) and then it's called Russ. But where did the Radler come from and what does it have to do with cyclists? Well, there are stories, and who's to say they are true or not. People have probably been mixing different drinks forever, and the so called shandy had its start in English Shandygaff where people mixed 2 parts beer with 1 part ginger ale/beer, probably in the mid 1800s. Nowadays, the term shandy refers to the beer, fruit soda mix. The Radler in Germany is mentioned in Lena Christ's biographical novel "Erinnerungen einer Überflüssigen" of 1912. She recounts working in a restaurant, often visited by day trippers, hikers, and cyclists, and lists "Radlermaßen" as one of the drinks they served. The story of the invention of the Radler takes place around 10 years later, also in the South of Germany, when innkeeper Franz Xaver Kugler was getting low on beer to serve to all the cyclists that stopped at his place during their bike tours. He then mixed the beer with the lemon soda that was sitting on his shelf, and the Radler was born. That's the story anyway.🍺🚴‍♀️ What do you call the beer soda mix?

https://www.facebook.com/morethanbeerandschnitzel/photos/a.132847078578802/527430052453834/

[no-cinnamon-for-synonym]

If I had bg3, I'd name my tav Almdudler.

#bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #interested to see how the german speakers react

[langernameohnebedeutung]

Almdudler = Berg Ginger Ale? 🤔

#Turnip Ale? #german stuff