A few weeks ago….. I went to Oktoberfest. In Fredericksburg, HEART of the Hill Country.
It. Was. So. Much. Fun.
And I only had one German beer.
And a Sangria slushy.
The weather was abso-Texas-lutely gorgeous.
You like that subliminal message?
All weather in Texas is gorgeous when it’s under 100. We even got a slight chill.
Me and the girls. Say hello to our handsome scarecrow friend.
Check out these tickets. The magic of marketing. Spend $1 per ticket and completely lose track of the fact that you just paid $9 for a crepe and $5 for a short beer. Eek.
But it was a good time had by all.
And dangit, wouldn’t you know I forgot to take a picture of my food?
Well, I’ll tell you about it.
I had the reuben crepe. Sounds weird, but it was delish.
I didn’t want to stand in an hour line for the potato pancake, and I figured I would eat it on my next trip to Fredericksburg, in a real restaurant, not at a festival.
Check out all the polka bands!
All the food. Here is my crepe booth. Scrumptious. The crepe booth was run by a local group of deaf business owners.
Plenty of sausage wraps, beer, potato pancakes, applesauce, and danishes to go around. We tried a danish too. I’ll stick to my kolaches.
Of course we had to step out of the festival to shop.
Oh, y’all didn’t know I opened my own store?!?!
And everyone was in costume! All those lederhosen and busty ladies! I was too embarrassed to ask, but I really wanted a picture with one!
Jessica is such a good sport. I saw the turkey hat and NEEDED someone in a picture. Teachers are so fun, ain’t we?
With plenty of stuffed tummys, and a food coma glaze over our eyes, we left the gorgeous German town.
‘Til next time, Fredericksburg!