Beir is a religion? (a rare Jim post)
May 24th, 2006 by Jim
The Church gives me the day off work and public sentiment says I must use that time to enjoy some foamy head…
So here I am on the eve of the unofficial “Man’s” day in Deutschland. It’s actually a religious holiday called Ascension Day but it’s not celebrated in a church.. No no.. It’s supposed to be a day of drunkenness. That’s right.. Every man and their sons even remotely of drinking age should be tooling about town and dreaming up any excuse to have a 24 hour binge. Supposedly in “der Neustadt” there will be plenty of Polizei since there will likely be lots of drunken rage happening by evening time. . I think I”ll partake in the early day festivities and save the brawls for a spectator sport on my behalf. But I have to join in for a bit at least… You know the addage, When in rome….
Maybe I can teach a few of them that in Boston the beer bottle in a bag is called a “packie”. Although the laws here allow drinking in public so it’s always brown bag optional.. Maybe I’ll catch some drunken frau’s with flashing tendencies.. I must go out with mein digitalkamera in hand. I’ll report back if I see anything out of the ordinary. Maybe I’ll get to meet the elusive St. Pauli Girl..
On this day..
- Turning the corner. - 2007
- Why? - 2007
- Lazy Day - 2006
- Which are you? - 2006
I thought they called them a ‘pony’ in new england?? Now I’m confused…
OK, lesson time.. In New England, when you purchase an alcoholic beverage from a spirits shop, they put it in a brown bag. The bevearge in the bag is now called a Packie. As for pony…. there are 2 ways to take that.. There are “pony kegs” commonly referred to as a beer ball. OR, you can have “pony rocks” which are 8 ounce bottles of Rolling Rock beer (from Old Latrobe Pennsylvania) For anyone interested in this little bit of history.. Try to figure out what the “33″ on the RR bottle means….. Google away…
33 - the number of words on the back of the bottle is what I heard.
Gosh, I was going to take a hike this morning before the woods get crowded, but its a bit on the cool side and I am still beat (yesterday was a looooong day).
Have fun in Dresden.
(And it’s Bier not Beir.)
Happy fathers day!….enjoy the beer!
Yes, nothing says “I am a man,” like getting so intoxicated that you vomit in the trashcan before you stumble home. But you know, to each his own.