Anthology (an·thol·o·gy): noun.
Pronunciation: /anˈTHäləjē/
A published collection of poems or other pieces of writing: an anthology of the Anthony Family Adventures!
Pigging out at the Feral Pig is fast becoming a tradition... (see last year...)
Kauai-Cubano Sandwich
Japan is great for sushi and sake, but not so much for burgers and beer.
Having flown all night and arriving on Kauai at 3:30 PM - we were HUNGRY. And thirsty. Did I mention how good an IPA would taste?
The Feral Pig just so happens to be on the way from the airport to Poipu. They make a mean burger - local beef, local veggies... They also have Maui Brewing Company Big Swell IPA on tap... Satiates both taste buds and thirst! It hits the spot :-)
This fabulous Toy/Hobby/Train shop also happens to be right next to the Feral Pig. And that, of course, makes the boys incredibly happy. The burgers and beer makes US incredibly happy.
The title is somewhat oxymoronic: Oktoberfest - Yokohama. Two cultures on opposite sides of the globe vary in nearly every way: Germans are sturdy, Japanese are tiny; Germans are fair, Japanese are dark; German is a guttural language, Japanese is soft; Germans have fast cars and autobahns, Japanese vehicles are efficient and the country's maximum speed is 100 kph; Germans love greasy sausage, Japanese foods are very lean; German's will toast to anything, Japanese hold up signs indicating it is time to toast; Germans drink beer, Japanese drink sake - except for Oktoberfest... Then, the cultural divide dissipates and you can become witness to a melding of two highly disparate cultures at Oktoberfest Yokohama 2010.
Imagine a tent full of food vendors and tables a la Hofbrauhaus, only more delicate in nature and spaced about 18 inches apart. Add to this picture the sound at a professional football game when the home team scores, only these people are cheering for the oom-pah-pah band on stage. For the full effect, the video below is off You-Tube (thank you to whomever posted it!). Sausages with grainy mustard and sauerkraut were being served right next to the cured cucumber on a stick and edamame. The sausages, although great (and much better for you) did not have the same greasy, German appeal.
We were a bit apprehensive that the beer would be some-what ho-hum, but were pleasantly surprised at the incredible selection, as well as taste, by the many beer vendors. Spaten and Hofbrauhaus even had a presence there! One IPA I tried had a very dry taste to it. After some conversing, it was agreed that it tasted the way it smells when you lay down on the hot concrete around a swimming pool in the summer. Some of you will know well the smell/taste I am referring to. Turns out that the "dryness" diminished with time...
