[Speed Gibson,
Sunday October 14, 2007 at 10:00pm]
New Ulm
Ja, das ist die Liechtensteiner Polka, mein Schatz!
Our football travels took us to New Ulm on Saturday. We were already in a good mood having picked up a couple of freshly baked pies and other goodies along the way at the yellow barn just this side of Belle Plain.
Sadly, our Minnesota Morris Cougars got drubbed by Martin Luther College, but afterward the Oktoberfest downtown was a real treat. A polka band (with tuba, very important) was playing, some costumed characters were dancing, and we ate genuine New Ulm style brats and Schell's beer as we watched. We strolled up the street and found the town's Glockenspiel quite by accident, just in time for its last show of the day.
I think my last visit was at least 25 years ago, and it has stayed true to that faint memory. This is a beautiful town, somewhat tucked away in a Minnesota River valley. It looks like they're doing OK, with far less blight or shrinkage than we see all too much of these days in rural America.
Next time, we'll get there before the sauerkraut runs out.
Our football travels took us to New Ulm on Saturday. We were already in a good mood having picked up a couple of freshly baked pies and other goodies along the way at the yellow barn just this side of Belle Plain.
Sadly, our Minnesota Morris Cougars got drubbed by Martin Luther College, but afterward the Oktoberfest downtown was a real treat. A polka band (with tuba, very important) was playing, some costumed characters were dancing, and we ate genuine New Ulm style brats and Schell's beer as we watched. We strolled up the street and found the town's Glockenspiel quite by accident, just in time for its last show of the day.
I think my last visit was at least 25 years ago, and it has stayed true to that faint memory. This is a beautiful town, somewhat tucked away in a Minnesota River valley. It looks like they're doing OK, with far less blight or shrinkage than we see all too much of these days in rural America.
Next time, we'll get there before the sauerkraut runs out.