Dear, Biergarten

This is what I do on a regular basis: slurp a liter of beer out on a patio in downtown Atlanta. By “regular basis,” I mean . . . once. I do like a tipple, but I’m (not surprisingly) a light weight and get tipsy on half a pint. But when in Rome (or Germany or downtown Atlanta).right?

So a few weeks ago, my friends and I tried out the brand new Der Biergarten right by Centennial Olympic Park. I put on my lederhosen (i.e. a romper from Bombay Gal Boutique in North Highland) and pretended I could drink an entire liter of Paulaner.

Guten Tag, Bf! He also dressed for the occasion, sporting a German army shirt from an army surplus store in Scotland for $6. (p.s. when he drinks beer, his mustache curls).

And do you know what goes really well with beer? Spatzle and strudel.

Ende.

17 thoughts on “Dear, Biergarten”

    1. We’ll take you next time you are in town, Elizabeth! Our German friend said it was actually pretty authentic (though the waiters don’t speak German and were confused by his accent- sigh).

  1. oh my. honey, that beer. “glass” stein. mug. thing. BUCKET. that beer BUCKET is no joke.

    and yet i want one, too.

    you cause me to miss my beautiful southeast. drink a terrapin for me!

  2. Okay, you know my stance on german food/beer, but having seen the pictures of their food now, I totally want to go. Can we leave the creepy guy totally staring at your legs at home this time?

  3. I LOVE your pink romper – so so so so cute!! Now if I could just pull it off; although the weather’s beginning to cool down here in TN!

  4. You guys are too cute!! The food looks so yummy! Thanks again for ur comment on my blog, Lar:) I had no idea you and Cath were just under 5’3″, too! You look much taller in ur pics! I thought you guys were at least 5’5″!:) Have a great weekend!

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