When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
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