Frothy beer served in frosty-cold glass beer steins. Frocks reminiscent of a Brothers Grimm storybook. Pretzels as large as your head dusted in hail-sized salt. A brisk chill in the air that is no match for the heady warmth rising from the alcohol in your core. It’s the season of Oktoberfest, and if you’re anything like me (@lifeofbusynothings), you’re deeply in your element in this autumnal celebration.
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