Oktoberfest

(Oktoberfest, September 9, 2006. Collage of some of the photos I took. For larger version, click on the photo. This works for all of the photos.)

Sure, it’s September. But since when does the actual month stop anyone from having an Oktoberfest celebration?

As you can see, we decided to attend the Oktoberfest rather than the Potato Festival. I think it was a good choice. After all, we’ve been to the Potato Festival. This was our first time at the local Oktoberfest. And boy, do they put on a fest! Lots of food, lots of beer, and lots of dancing.

We’re thinking of joining the German Society just to enjoy their Biergarten.

The food was excellent (see the photo of the plate of food in the above collage I put together). M and I both had the Oktoberfest Platter which consisted of 1 schnitzel, 1 sarma (cabbage roll), and 1 German sausage. All dinners include kraut, German potato salad, and a dinner roll. It was a lot of food, that’s for sure. We had a pitcher of some excellent German beer (Spaten the world’s first Oktoberfest beer, created in 1872…I wonder what the born-on date was??) to wash it all down. (Yes, I know “Budweiser” is printed on that pitcher, but it was not Budweiser beer).

While we were eating, three of the lady dancers in the red dresses (pictured above) joined us at our table. If I’d been thinking, I’d have posed M in the middle of the three of them and taken a picture. Alas, I (as well as the rest of our table) was too busy enjoying the food to think about taking photos (other than the photos of the plate of food and the pitcher of beer taken at the beginning of our meal). The company was good, too, as the ladies had already had a few beers before they sat down to dinner and were quite lively. I don’t know how they managed all that dancing and twirling after consuming all that food and beer.

After dinner we watched the dancing for a little while. We didn’t want to miss the women who sat with us at dinner. We did, however, miss the keg tapping ceremony (that link is the best I can find in terms of a description of the ceremony, but the gist of it is this: a keg is tapped, then carried to the biergarten as everyone follows; the beer flows freely — i.e., without charge — for as long as the keg lasts). As the dancing went on, we decided it was time to go. All that food and beer had made us sleepy (and ready to slip into more comfortable clothes). Besides, M wanted to watch the Ohio State football game tonight.

That’s about it from the Bogs for today. 🙂

Ein Prosit!

Sometimes when I reflect back on all the beer I drink I feel ashamed. Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the brewery and all of their hopes and dreams. If I didn’t drink this beer, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to myself, it is better that I drink this beer and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver. ~Jack Handey



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