it was oktoberfest in tempe this weekend. tim and i went, thinking, "sausages, polka, beer, how can we go wrong?" i tried to keep my expectations low, given my previous experience with a salsa festival here (tomato sauce does not count as salsa, ok?)
well, the sausage collection consisted of johnsonville brats. like you can buy at kroger. you could get them with saurkraut, which tim said was, "not that saur." i can't claim that there was no international beer, because there was a variety of types. but there was also a lot of budweiser, which sort of cancels out the international stuff in my mind.
the polka band was the most interesting. it was fun to watch the people dancing. but then, they played the chicken dance 3 times in an hour. again, sort of cancels out the rest of the polka. two bands played, both claimed the chicken dance was "by request". come on now.
have i just been spoiled by all the german heritage in the midwest? i thought this was a terrible oktoberfest.
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...back to the dryness and desiccation...
3 comments:
Liz, you are funny. Thanks for the blog action. Keep it up. Or move to Portland and I will shower you with good beer, sausage, and salsa. Plus, I will dance for you.
-Michele
Sorry for the drunk dial during oktoberfest! Guess it's not just for ex-boyfriends anymore..Hehe
-Devin
that is a sad story liz. :~(
i had an extra pint of oktoberfest-like bier at piece for you a couple weekends ago. we tried to go to oktoberfest, but it was rain-fest in chicago and apparently thursday it will be flurry-fest. d'oh!
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