How could I not go? Purely for you, dear readers, I had to indulge in this cultural experience (times like this reminds me why I don't invite my older, pious relatives to read my blog...)
The event was held in Oslo's new Mathallen (Meal Hall... It's like an open air market) which was having it's Grand Opening the following weekend. Despite it being prior to the "opening" every booth and cranny was open for business. In the middle was a roped off, rectangular area that served as the "beer festival area" and, to enforce this point, there was a wooden, square area inside that had an assortment of bartenders and refrigerators.
Here is the listing of available beverages:
The Worst Beer: Aas Bock (it wasn't bad... I just don't like sweet beer. Not fruity, just the hops made it sweet)
The weirdest quirk to this festival was the way in which the beer was purchase. You were given a choice of a sample size (like two shots), a glass for those offerings on draft (about 12 ounces/ 0,3 liters), or the whole bottle, which is pretty cool. However, as you can see above, those aren't prices next to them. In order to purchase beer, you had to first purchase tokens from a cashier. There were only two cashiers working at a time. You can imagine the back-ups.
It was all good otherwise. The staff was friendly.
And this guy played the Tuba!
Why was he playing a Tuba?!?!? I don't know. This is Norway.
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