This is Carl. We met Carl at his reserved table in the HoffbrauHouse in Munich. Normally you wont get to sit at a reserved table there, they are, well, reserved for the family or club or organization that has earned the right to keep a table at the place. Some have been reserved since before World War 2. Oh and Hitler spoke here and got people all riled up about shit and....
But I digress.
See the rack behind Carl's right shoulder. Those are the locked storage racks for the regulars. Carl is rack no. 43. Thats pretty high seniority. Carls hat has the bushy hairs of a wild boar for decoration. Carl killed that boar a long time ago and that is the trophy for doing it. Carl also had some deer horn and elk horn on that hat.
Carl enjoyes a full spectrum of traditional German drinking tradition. You cant see it here but carl carries two unique flasks at the table. One is filled with some wicked peppermint schnapps. This goes down in shooters in between litters of beer. It is an interesting shift of gears and breaks up the march of beer consumption. That flask is practically new, dating only from about 1890. The other flask is filled with snuff. Also peppermint. Also wicked stuff. This flask has been in continuous use for snuff since 1760. Carl shares with people he likes and I guess he liked me.
I hope I get to see Carl again sometime.
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