|He was wasting away in Margaritaville...with bratwurst|
For years I've driven by the yellow banner announcing the annual Oktoberfest celebration at the Our Lady of Sorrows Church at 2552 Gillham Road -- and then missed the shindig. But last weekend, I decided to finally celebrate the German festival -- on historic Dutch Hill -- and see what I had been missing. In culinary terms, not so much. But my friends Bob and Linda drank German beer and sang along with the performer, above, who didn't seem to have a lot of German songs in his repertoire but, damn, his knowledge of Top 40 hits from the 1970s was pretty fabulous.
Later that night, I received an e-mail from a high school friend now living in Munich, Germany. He had just returned from celebrating Oktoberfest. He ate, pretty much, the same meal I did, proving that even in Germany, Oktoberfest is something better than wurst.