Chapter 6For the next week, Katharina and I continued our mission of watching and listening to what Veracruz’s prodigious German population was doing. We returned to the Via Berlin several times, and one evening we finally met Kurt Jahnke and Margarethe.
We were sitting in the beer garden in the rear of the restaurant enjoying some German Knackwurst, sauerkraut, and potato salad, when Geissler arrived at our table with Jahnke and Margarethe.
“Herr Jahnke is in the oil business,” Geissler explained in English. “Und, Frau Glöckner owns coffee plantations. ”
“Oil and coffee,” Katharina said. “Sounds like quite the curious combination.”
Margarethe looked confused. Jahnke shot an irritated glance at Katharina. He was not amused. Of course, Katharina, in her own inimitable way, diffused the
