To be honest, I can’t think of anything wrong with Oktoberfest.
Unless you hate drinking beer, dancing, meeting new friends, and eating hearty warrior-fueling dishes, you need to get yourself to this blessed tradition and partake. Our venue this year? Beethoven Mannerchor in Southtown. Get after it San Antonio!
But I’m not talking about your average six-pack and chill. No, the standard at Oktoberfest is to drink your weight in beer. And then drink your friend’s weight in beer after. Just look at this.
Ein bier, bitte! It’s just one…famous last words at this gathering of mad polka dancers.
Now we weren’t completely irresponsible, we soaked up some of the alcoholic nectar of the gods with solid carbs and meat. Pretzels, potato pancakes, Rueben sandwiches, leberkase, goulash…we ran the gamut.