06 October 2009

Eins, Zwei, Zuffa

When you're a Mormon attending Utah's version of Oktoberfest, the only activities you're going to be able to participate in are those loosely linked with, but not at the center of, the original Bavarian celebration. That is, you're not going to be able to drink beer, so you're going to have to settle for Americanized polka dancing, $10 Johnsonville bratwursts (the least Bavarian of all the brats), and the alpine slide.

On Labor Day, Anne and I decided to give it a shot and see how well Utah could do Oktoberfest. We went with hopes of enjoying our German heritage, doing German things, and especially finding some German lederhosen for me und a German dirndl for Anne.

Our hopes were shattered after searching the Oktoberfest market, where all we could find were Mexican bracelets, knockoff sunglasses, and blankets emblazoned with wolves, bears, and other North American (or non-German) animals.

In dire need of a distraction from the very disappointing market, we headed up the hill to wait two hours to take the 30 second ride down the alpine slide. It was fun, but still not German enough.

So, in a last ditch effort to do something German, we ordered and ate the $10 brats (each with a side of $5 sauerkraut), and topped off our meal with some German chocolate cake (the least German of all the cakes--except in name).

While we ate, the polka band made us feel a little bit closer to our German roots. I mean, they did play some polka music...before they ended their set with an Irish jig.


Strawboat said...

Welcome to America! :D

Marie said...

"And every single night he had a strange recurring dream
Where he was wearing lederhosen in a vat of sour cream.
But that's really not important to the story" I bet that song's about you, isn't it? You just failed to mention it because you thought it wasn't important to the story. Little did you realize that it is the heart of the story. I bet you make a mighty fine jellybean and pickle sandwich too, don't you?

Marci & Marcus said...

Finally Michael, I've been waiting for you to post something about your "newlywed" life! I was beginning to wonder...that is just too sweet, spending the day together not really caring about the non-germanous activities surrounding you!

Robyn said...

Since when did you start speaking German? You forgot to mention that fun visit you made AFTER the non-German activities!

Michael said...

...and then we went to Robyn's.

Anne Cropper said...

Marie- Thank you for quoting one of Weird Al Yankovics' best.

Grandma Hand said...

WHAT'S WITH ALL OF THIS GERMAN OCTOBERFEST STUFF! I know that you are finding different things to do but I am glad you didn't drink the REAL GERMAN BEER!! We arrived in Munich (Minchen) just as Octoberfest ended and the City hadn't quite got over the hangover and they have a FEST for any and every occasion! What an adventure you are having!