As much as we love the Bavarians and their culture, there are some traditions we don't mind leaving behind. Before catching a train out of Osterhofen, we were told we had to eat a traditional Bavarian breakfast served at the festival: weisswurst (white sausage), a soft pretzel and wheat beer. It wasn’t horrible, but it definitely threw off our body clocks for the rest of the day.
If there was ever any doubt, this morning proved that Bavarians are truly crazy. Hundreds of people showed up around 9 a.m. for breakfast – in spite of the festivities (and hangovers for some, I’m sure) from the night before. Audrey and I were expecting a mellower, pancake-feed-style atmosphere rather than the loud, energetic nighttime beer hall scene, but we were dead wrong. If anything, people seemed even more festive this morning – dancing on the benches as the band played traditional German beer-drinking songs along with classic rock (like “We Will Rock You” and “Sweet Home Alabama”). We’re told it’s just like Oktoberfest, only on a smaller scale. It's an experience I'd highly recommend, if you ever get the chance. (American Oktoberfests don't count - it's all too steeped in Bavarian tradition for Americans to ever come close to replicating!)
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Wowsers!!!! That's hard core!!! Great experience... but I'm kinda glad that we never tried that... not that we could have gotten up in time anyway!!!! ;)
Ewwww those white sausages look nasty!
They taste better than they look, Gabe - but they were a bit sketchy. I made it through one and a half and had to stop, but the German kids plowed through them. And what makes it white? That's probably a question I'd rather not hear the answer to! Also, you don't eat the casing, so you have to either suck the sausage out or peel the casing off - I opted for the latter. Breakfast of Champions.
I hope you got the recipe. I could use it for my new cookbook.
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