Over the weekend, I went to Oktoberfest. This festival was so much more than beer, brats, and polka music. It was more fun than …
Authentic German Foods in Tulsa
It was lunchtime when we arrived. First stop, Siegi’s.
I ordered the spicy, chicken bratwurst on a bun. The sausage had a nice crisp snap to the casing and a delicious juicy center to the brat.
Sauerkraut was awesome. Brown mustard. Mmmm. This is the good stuff.
Washed it down with Franziskaner Hefe-Weisse. Mighty tasty.
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Ohhh… I ate a cherry strudel too. It was loaded with delicious powdered sugar. See the picture below…
The Chicken Dance: Punk Meets Polka
We were entertained by 3 extremely different polka bands (even though they all played The Chicken Dance at least once).
Of course, Christi forced me to do the chicken dance with her. I didn’t really dance. I stood next to her and hoisted my stein a few times.
My favorite band was the last band we saw. This was not your average Oom Pah Pah band. I’m calling them a “Punk Polka” band. Keep reading to find out why…
On the stage, the band members were dressed in orange jumpsuits. They start playing a familiar song. I’m not sure what it is. Then I realize it’s Lady Ga Ga’s “Poker Face.” Punk Polka-style.
Several toddlers, two girls in their twenties, and a down syndrome dude were on the dance floor in front of a slew of picnic tables.
Our down syndrome dude power danced. Facing the crowd. He commanded the room. Looking like Henry Rollins. Fierce. Enjoying his time in the spotlight.
Okies, Lederhosen, and Alpine Hats
Okies decked-out in lederhosen and felt alpine fedoras surrounded us. All swilling Bavarian brews.
At our table, both a Grandma and Grandpa had rubber chickens drooping over their hair. Grandpa also wore a red Wisconsin badger shirt and sported a twirling handle-bar mustache. His daughter, a young mother, wore a nicely aged Green Bay Packer tee.
Grandpa whirled his giggling granddaughter around the dance floor.
At the back of the tent, 3-frat boys and two dudes in 80s hair band attire – mullets and all — danced on top of a table. Across the table from me, two young Asian men shared a paper plate piled high with French fries — bobbing their heads in time to the music.
All-in-all, it was a wonderful way to spend an October Saturday on the west bank of the Arkansas.
German Dining Year-Round in Tulsa
Here are the two best restaurants in Tulsa for German food:
Both are great choices. Margaret’s is in the Farm Shopping center. If you’re looking for that family-owned authentic German feel. This is it.
Siegi’s is in the heart of South Tulsa. Good beer selection. Great sausage selection too. Includes a German market. Fun place to go on a Saturday afternoon.
Warning: Both Margaret’s and Siegi’s are closed on Sundays.