Last weekend we took a day trip to Frankenmuth, which bills itself as "Michigan's Little Bavaria". As most of you know, we are suckers for good sausage and beer, so this seemd like a perfect destination for us. Frankenmuth was founded in the mid-1800's by German settlers, and has carried on the traditions from their native Franconia.
Turns out "Michigan's Little Bavaria" is nothing more than a ploy to get tourists to waste their money on all-you-can-eat chicken dinners, fudge and taffy, and apalling "art" and Bavarian-themed trinkets. The entire tourist area is embellished in mock Bavaria architectural details, like a cheap Disneyland. Oy vey. We thought there might be a flicker of interest at the Brewery Museum, but sadly, not so much. Of much more interest was the Museum of Contemporary Urination, conveniently located just next door.
After lunch at the Frankenmuth Brewery (so-so food, average beer), we took a quick swing thru downtown before getting the H-E-Double-Deutsch-Sticks outta there. Why didn't anyone warn us?!
As a consolation, on the way home we stopped at Redwood Lodge Brewery in Flint, for a delicious Cream Stout. Then we raced home ahead of a massive thunderstorm, and made it with 15 minutes to spare before it hit. The storms here in Michigan are quite dramatic, and I would NOT want to be trapped outside in the middle of one - yikes.
All "Deutsch" and Urination Museum jokes © Egon Selby 2011