Rote Grutze

 I really like Alan Furst. I'm making my way through Dark Star and on page 147 I encounter this little bit:

"An Alsatian traiteur was located; a smiling Lotte Huber left the his shop trailed by a taxi driver struggling under the weight of two cases of Rote Grutze sauce in special crocks of the Alsatian's own design. He was also prepared to offer weisswurst, jaegerwurst, freshly cured sauerkraut subtly flavored with juniper berries because - and here the rosy-cheeked triateur leaned over the counter and spoke an expression exquisitely polite German - "a man who favors Rote Grutze will always, always, madame, want a hint of juniper in his sauerkraut. This is an appetite for piquancy. And this is an appetite we understand."

Being as it is at the crux of an action, it's just perfect.