If you want something done right, you have to do it yourself. That’s what I always say.
Last night, Scott (a.k.a. Heavy P) hosted an Oktoberfest party. We sat down to a feast of Oktoberfest sausage, sauerkraut, perogies and my special bacon+onion gnocchi dish, all accompanied by a wide assortment of fine European beers and great Bavarian music! The aroma in the household was very manly, to say the least.
And now if I may say so, Lethbridge is pathetic when it comes to Oktoberfest. As far as I am aware, the only event that transpired was one hosted by the Lethbirdge German-Canadian Club. I can guarantee you, if there were any Beer Wenches present they would look like this:
Only 40 years older.
I think next year, we’ll show Lethbridge how it’s truly done and have REAL Oktoberfest party: 1 litre steins, beer wenches, deliciously fattening foods and LIVE Bavarian music!
I already suggested this idea to Carli, and she responded, "That would be so much awesome. A sausage party is everyone’s party."
So since yesterday, my heart has been filled with glee, excitement and cholesterol. Thanks, Heavy P!