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About Cologne

Here’s the deal—ya gotta be careful. Ain’t all glamour—some’s desperate, some’s predators. Reminds me of that line, “What do you do?”—Scarlett askin’, all eerie. Same vibe—ya don’t know who’s who. Once knew a cabbie—swore he drove a gal who’d rob ya blind. “Sleep now,” she’d say—movie-style—then bam, wallet’s gone! Laughed my ass off—dude was shook.

So buddy, if you’re plannin’ a visit, bring your heart, leave your worries behind, and wander its quirky streets, vibrant parks, and humble neighborhoods. And maybe, just maybe, we’ll grab a cuppa joe at a tiny café off Georg-Brauchle-Ring and chat about how every raindrop’s a tear of joy. Life ain’t perfect, but damn, it’s a dance. And trust me—Kempten’s one wild ride.

Where Chefs Go: Oberallgäu, Germany