I shop at the Viktualienmarkt at least twice a week. To me it’s one of the great joys of not only living in Munich, but living close to the city center.
It’s true the Viktualienmarkt is a big tourist draw, but there are plenty of locals there too. If you’re one of them you quickly learn which booths to avoid and which ones to frequent. One of my favorites was the Grüner Bäuerin stand.
The proprietress had a gentle manner, a warm smile and the strong, well-worked hands of a farmer. And of course good local produce, much of it from just up the river in Ismaning.
Last week I headed over to the booth to grab some veggies and found it closed. There was a simple note with a rose and a funeral announcement stating that she had died at the much too young age of sixty four.
Living in a city there are so many people you get used to seeing on your regular rounds. Even though you don’t know each other, the familiarity and the shared identity of being a denizen of the same place adds both a richness and a feeling of belonging to a city. It was a sad shock to see that she was gone.
Rest in peace Marianne Grüner. You will be missed.
Gosh how sad. For some reason the laminated sign strikes me as somewhat cold. Life is precious! you just never know!
I see what you mean. Yes indeed, you just never know and that's what hit me when I came upon the news.