It’s hard to believe it’s already Wednesday and that the month of October is just around the corner. I love this time of year. The crisp smells of a perfect autumn day, the colors of a cute fall wardrobe, pumpkin/apple picking, new beginnings, Oktoberfest. Because of my German heritage, it’s hard for me to think of this time of year without remembering a good old fashioned wine or beer festival. Much to the chagrin of my German ancestors, I cannot tolerate beer. And I’m a vegetarian. What I lack in a refined German palate (gross) I like to think I make up for with my killer chicken dance moves. I’m sure most of my friends would agree.
The weather this past Sunday was delicious so Bryan and I decided to make our way to Vernon, NJ, for their annual Oktoberfest, which is (according to their press materials) the “number one Oktoberfest in the Northeast.” It’s easy to see why with such traditional German activities as sumo wrestling and bands that play songs about Pizza Hut and Kentucky Fried Chicken. Yea, I dunno either. But Bryan and I had a great time watching the sumo wrestling, taking in the sunshine, drinking from a stein (well, Bryan did. It took me a while to find a riesling), and hearing the music of my childhood.
As Bryan and I observed the festivities, I couldn’t help but remember the wine festivals I attended over the summers in Germany. Everyone sat on long benches, swaying their steins and singing along to the music. My brother and I were too young to drink, so we walked around the grounds and returned bottles for “pfand geld” and then used the money to play games in the arcade.
There’s nothing like thinking back fondly on old memories while creating happy new ones.
How are you all enjoying the fall so far? Are you going to any Oktoberfests this year?