Neither being a foodie nor a drinkie, and increasingly less so now that I have temporarily relocated to this place, I still had some enthusiasm left over from the past to go to the annual Octoberfest a short walk away from me. It being Opening Night, there were far more people than I expected, and all of them seemed to have been drinking well in advance of my arrival, such was the festive mode with the german beer hall music and environment.
I did not bother to try any of the german beers on tap, mostly because I have had them before, but I was happy to try four of the Japanese brews, one of which won the Gold Medal at a beer competition, and which for me was also the winner. I was very much looking forward to drinking one of the IPA's on offer, but when they poured it and I saw the color, I realized that something was off, and sure enough, it was not a proper IPA. It didn't matter, though. It was just another night of good fun.
Of course, I also got the sausage plate- that other german delicacy of sorts. As usual, whether I ate it in Germany, New York or Sendai, Japan, it's still just a hot dog by another name.
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| the main hall of festivities. |
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| note the chopsticks. |
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| beer statue, giant sized. the boozer's requested size. |
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| there's always some cutesy character. |
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