After a long bike ride, we stopped at the Hof Brau Haus for a sausage and beer. We thought Finn might enjoy a touch of this birthplace right here in Cincinnati (or at least across the river).
He loves slow-cooked or processed meat like ham, pulled pork, and brats. I think that everyone loves fries. I mean grease, potato, salt dip, dip, dipped into sweet ketchup, what isn't to like?
When acting like a German, it is not enough to just have a hot dog. You must have a beer with it. Finn had to learn to drink from a real glass and not a sippy cup nor a straw to do it, but he figured it out.
Plus, nothing ends along bike ride better than a relaxing meal and a beer to cool off at lunch. Perhaps Finn would like to learn to play to tuba and join their "oomp-ah" band. That's a respectable profession.
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