Good grand morning my merry gents! This week is Oktober fest in the land of malt and salt! This be all about the grand wonderful things that that drunk son of a gun Germany has given us! Besides the best party game ever anyways ( that's American)! This blog consists of the wondrous flavors of the great and powerful Spaten Oktoberfest bier, delicious home made salted pretzel , and the oh so lovable, morale questioning game of Cards Against Humanity! You will love what it makes you into!
I've decided to make this a story of sorts that hopefully you will all enjoy, think of it as a breath of fresh air from my list-esk writing style!
The Boy known as Dagobert
There once was a boy in the prime of his life, young, happy,and healthy as could be. His name was Dagobert and he loved the finer things in life. He adored spending his time reading recipes and playing games, anything to keep is imaginative juices flowing. Dagobert, as adventurous as he was, decided to take creative inspiration from nature and strolled happily through the woods just outside of town. After walking and humming along for quite some time he paused and listened quietly to hear the sounds of nature all around him. To Dagobert's surprise he began hearing faint cheers coming from somewhere up ahead. Searching for the culprit of the commotion, he looked all around and spotted something red in the distance. Straining to peer through the thick forest at the unusual spectacle, he began to quicken his pace. Closer and closer the vibrant red became, and his excitement began to rise! Upon further glance he noticed it to be a giant tent! The volume of the cheers had risen immensely and gave way to unimaginable thoughts of the festivities parading inside.
Roaming cautiously through the immense crowds he began to make his way to the entrance of the bazar structure. Peering about he was suddenly swept through the open flap doors, colliding with the ebb and flow of the crowd. Inside the structure the cheers of the masses commenced and the smell of fine bier and other delicacies filled the room. When the serge of moving bodies finally ceased, Dagobert found himself standing dead center of the wondrous event. With this momentary pause in motion, he stood and analyzed the room to take it all in. The deductions he made were certain but entertained even more questions than he had had before, leaving him just a little bewildered. High above his head an amazing flag soared that read Forest Oktoberfest 2014. Searching around he stared intently into the faces of the merry patrons, hoping to find someone he knew. Dagobert was stunned with shock as he realized they all were forest spirits an had wandered into an otherworldly Oktoberfest spirit festival.
"Ha ha ha ha haaaa" A thundering voice cracked from behind him and a heavy hand roughly patted his back. Dagobert staggered around to see a giant half spirit half beast that could only be described as the one and only land god of the forest. His size alone was triple that of the other spirit patrons and he could feel an immense spiritual power emanating from his body.
" Come my child, there is much to show you and so little time, please do not be alarmed, nothing will harm you here." The giant being grabbed his arm and began to pull him through the crowd only this time the masses parted and bowed to make way for their gracious leader. Shaking, he tried to escape the grip of the spiritual beast but his humanly efforts were in vein.
" See here child." The booming voice proclaimed, " If I was going to hurt you I could have easily crushed you in one fell thwamp! Ha ha ha haaaa! But alas that is not my intention, I merely meant to bring you here." Dagobert stopped struggling and looked around, finding that the giant had brought him to another part of the festival that looked all to familiar to him. The section of the festival
was a food vender emporium and had smells of food from his town back home. Feeling a little less shaken he began to relax and looked up at the beast, " I wonder if this is ok" he thought. The being pushed him up to the counter of one of the venders who greeted him with a smile.
"Go on boy!" the land god said, "I'm sure your travels have left you famished and there's plenty to go around."
The boy stared up at the friendly fox-esk vender and timidly asked for one salted pretzel. The spirit chef nodded and turned around to prepare the treat for him.
"Hello child!" The fox chef exclaimed. " I am Rotfuchs, and I will prepare for you a marvelous pretzel
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