While the red-headed son-in-law was home, he wanted to go to Walburg for some "good German food." Rebecca (#1 daughter) called Leslie (#2 daughter) to see if she & the Mexican son-in-law wanted to meet for dinner. We got a call, and decided to tag along. Leslie and G have been to Walburg several times because G loves to dance. They have live music and he dances with the granddaughters and has a blast.
We all ordered some type of German food: curry wurst, schnitzel, purple cabbage, German potato salad, and pom-fritz. I won't go into detail, but will simply state that the food was terrible. I hoped the apple strudel I ordered for dessert would be redeeming; it wasn't.
So, we sat and chatted; waiting for the band to start playing. I was expecting traditional German beer garden music, because all of the band member were showing up in their cute little German shorts. However, we were once again very disappointed. Imagine polka music, played with a country music slant, sung by an off-key Texan. Not pleasant! It didn't stop G from dancing.
Luckily, we were able to salvage the evening by going to Maggie-Moo's for ice cream.
|Leslie, Rebecca, Ed, Seth, and G|
|Leslie, Rebecca, & Ed|
|Becca and the crazy red-head...|
|Seth's " do I have to smile" face...|
|That's a big pretzel!|
|It doesn't taste as good as the ones in the mall.|
|Do I have to eat it?|
|Yea! Let's go get ice cream!|
|Ice cream? Did someone say ice cream?|
|Do we have to wait for the band to play? Boo!|