Another great phrase for "I don't care" in Austrian is "Des is ma Powidl". First, you need to learn what Powidl is. Here you have an image of Powidldatschgerln:
Sorry, if you are hungry now; I definitely am. Above seen delights are made out of tasty potato tough filled with jam from plums. I am sure they are calorie reduced. But then Garfield the comic cat stated that calories are there to be eaten and not to be counted…
Now, we call jam in Austria Marmelade, we don't care about the European Union telling us that Marmelade must be made out of citrus fruits, we would rather exit the EU than renaming our Marmelade to the German Konfitüre.
Also, we call our plums Zwetschgen. We would never even dream of calling them Pflaumen, no matter how much pressure might come from Germany in the form of entertainment shows produced there.
Austrians say to this kind of pressure - from the EU to rename the Marmelade to Konfitüre or from the Germans to call their Zwetschgen suddenly Pflaumen - simply "Des is ma Wurscht!" At least with this statement of indifference I managed low carb, as I failed with low calories above.
Just in case you don't know what I mean and to end the post with a fruit - the actual Zwetschge
Homework: Eat a good dessert but don't waste your time counting the calories, simply enjoy it.
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