Friday Beer Review: Dogtoberfest Marzen
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OK, our resident beer reviewer gave us a heads up that he’s overwhelmed with stuff this week, so we’re picking up the slack for him. Unfortunately, we aren’t nearly as amusing in our ruminations as he. The result is this review of Flying Dog’s seasonal offering Dogtoberfest Marzen with content lifted entirely from their site.
Dogtoberfest The Festival
Dogtoberfest often gets overlooked on the festival calendar. The origins of the festival are shrouded in mystery but historical experts believe it has everything to do with the life and times of King Ludwig II of Bavaria.
The Deranged King
Ludwig was an ideal candidate for king, being that he was prone to hearing voices and had been declared clinically insane. When he wasn’t riding his imaginary horse through the castle he was usually tormenting his subjects by making them walk laps of his castle, naked, with an egg between their buttocks. If the egg broke he would have them driven out of the city by his fearsome Oom-pah band. This is also the origin of the egg and spoon race!
A Pack Of Weiner Dogs
Ludwig was also the name of the King’s weiner dog, who often bore the brunt of the king’s crazed antics. One night in late August Ludwig and his canine cohorts decided to pay the king back for his wickedness. Using their long thin bodies to break into the castle they set about devouring the king’s prized beer collection. The chaos that followed was something akin to a night out with Keith Moon and Ozzy Osbourne.
The Pack Rocks Out
King Ludwig awoke to dogs swinging from his chandeliers, various expensive looking objects floating in his moat and Ludwig passed out on his throne. The king took on an unusual shade of scarlet and steam was seen escaping from his ears. Screaming for his Oom-pah band the dogs were awaken from their slumber and took off with the king’s assassins in hot pursuit.
Dogtoberfest Is Born
Driven out of the city by the despicable oompah band the dogs were never seen again, however, the king had become the laughing stock of the city and everywhere people whispered and sniggered about ‘Dogtoberfest.’
It is said that even today, wiener dogs always howl at Oom-pah bands…
Dogtoberfest, Flying Dog’s tribute to this oft neglected festival is deep mahogany in color with an intriguing caramel finish and brewed with 100% imported German ingredients for true German flavor.
Rumor even has it the labels are applied by having real German Fräulein roll the bottles between their thighs, but that could just have been part of the wonderfully twisted dream we had after consuming a sixer of Dogtoberfest right before bed.
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