Have you tried everything in Nuremberg?

Sausages simmered in vinegar and onion broth, a hangover cure locals swear by before noon.

Roasted pork shoulder with potato dumplings and dark beer sauce, the Sunday family meal.

Locals eat gingerbread year-round, not just Christmas, always with at least 25% nuts by law.

Shops shutter and even vacuuming stops, a quiet-Sunday rule Franconians take seriously.

Say Prost while locking eyes with everyone at the table, or risk seven years of bad luck.

Follow the river to the old Hangman's Bridge where locals jog past half-timbered houses.

Expect a firm 'Wir sind Franken!' — Franconians are prickly about being lumped in with Munich.

Being on time here means arriving before the hour, lateness reads as genuine disrespect.

Daily farmers market on the main square where locals have kept the same vegetable vendor for years.

A 1971-built medieval-style courtyard where artisans still demonstrate real traditional crafts.

The still-functioning courtroom where the Nuremberg Trials happened, no velvet-rope museum feel.

Franconian dialect for 'it's fine' (BAHST shoh), the most useful phrase you'll pick up here.