Being the half-German that she is, Tiff insisted that we celebrate Oktoberfest. Sadly, she left her dirndl in California, and I don't have any lederhosen, but we did everything we could to help her stay in touch with her roots.
Check out this authentic German Onion Soup! It's called suppe aus zwiebel. Can you say yum?! I never knew onions & water could taste so, um, oniony? Those Germans... I am one supportive husband.
The highlight of the night? Bratwurst & brewsky. We had to settle for the IBC, seems we can't find any other decent root-beer. As I'm writing this I remember that they have Sprecher over at the hardware store. Blast! Maybe next year...
The verdict? DELICIOUS!!! Frohe Oktoberfest!
(And I was just joking about the onion soup, that's what was left over after we boiled our brats and finished 'em off on the grill. Ausgezeichnet!)