Some of you may not realize that Texas enjoys a rich German culture, especially here in the Hill Country. I never recognized how unique it was until friends would visit and marvel at the number of biergartens we have – and we do have quite a few. (Heaven knows I have logged many an hour before and after Texas Longhorn games at Austin’s Sholz’s Garten.)
The German immigration to Texas began in 1830 and the settlers tended to cluster together in German communities, maintaining the traditions and customs from their mutter-land.
Yesterday the Professor and I road tripped out to Fredericksburg and Luckenbach on a GORGEOUS spring day. Roadside bluebonnets and Indian Paintbrush were in full force and signs for vineyards and peach orchards added to the poetic backdrop of the 90+ minute drive.
We started in Fredericksburg where the highlight for us was lunch at one of the oldest restaurants in town, Der Lindenbaum.
Now we did consider driving another 13 miles to the Alamo Springs Cafe which according to Texas Monthly (2009) has the 3rd best burger in Texas. They even featured it on the cover:
Tempting, for sure. But we were in more of a German frame of mind and Der Lindenbaum’s historical stone building lured us in.
Such a great call. The room was cozy and the staff was pleasant, speaking with just enough of a thick European accent to make it all feel legit. Thank heavens the Professor has two years of college German under his belt because I am more of a romance language kind of girl. I think he was having fun interpreting for me.
We absolutely loved our meal. He ordered some sort of sausage schnitzel with sauerkraut and warm german salad. I was torn. I’m always down for weinerschnitzel with a fresh squeeze of lemon, but opted instead for the spicy beef gulasch – because let’s be honest, I just couldn’t pass up saying the word gulasch. Gulasch. How often do you work that in your daily vernacular?
After pairing this delicious comfort fare with a little red wein, I felt as if I should be wandering out to my sleigh parked in the icy German Alps — as opposed to the balmy central Texas sunshine. But when we stepped outside the restaurant we were greeted by this guy playing the akkordeon on the streets of Fredericksburg.
After lunch we cruised just about ten miles down the road to Luckenbach…yes, as in Willie and Waylon and the boys. And yes, it’s as magical a music spot as you could ever hope for.
We stumbled on a great afternoon show with the band blacktopGYSPY. Their sort of ransom note, lowercase/uppercase type treatment aside, this band was good. Killer lead vocals, killer fiddle, killer harmonies. What more could you ask for from a Texas band entertaining you for free under the live oaks at Luckenbach? When we wandered up they were playing this…
Then they broke into a little June Carter Cash cover…
They had the crowd enraptured for hours. They played multiple sets and people were eating it up straight through their last song. Later in the evening they were slated to open for Billy Joe Shaver who was performing in the legendary dancehall.
We couldn’t stay for the night show, but we did wander over and pay homage.
And enjoyed all the sage bumper stickers in the bar…
It was a fine Hill Country day, a real fine day. Cause as they say, “Everybody is somebody in Luckenbach.”
So that’s all for now. Hope everyone is having a Happy Easter, Happy Passover, Happy Masters…whatever makes you happy. Auf Wiedersehen Yall.
The only two things in life that make it worth livin’
Is guitars tuned good ‘n’ firm-feelin’ women
I don’t need my name in the marquee lights
I got my songs and I got you with me tonight
Maybe it’s time we got back to the basics of love