Even after decades of travel, it's so fun to still be learning fun little factoids about the cultures we visit. It never ends! In Dresden, my German friend explained that the dough woven into a pattern in a pretzel represents the way our thumbs cross when we fold our hands in prayer.
In Germany there are bakeries on practically every corner. I lived in Stuttgart, a pretty big city in the south of Germany where I could see three bakeries just by looking out the window and swiveling my head slightly.
Strolling through the Holiday Market in Union Square, with its soft light and scent of cinnamon, takes me back to winters spent in Bavaria, and many a cold evening spent at the glittery christkindlesmarkts in Munich and Nuremberg.
If you haven't had the time or inclination to pack an afternoon (after-school) snack, you'll likely find yourself in front of your dorm or office vending machine, gazing into that treat-filled tower and clutching your one dollar bill until you have finally decided how to spend it.