Every year the metropolis of Malschenberg holds a Portuguese Festival in September to commemorate this variety of grape. 
Last year we went with Andrea and Thomas’s (not Wolverine’s) parents (Thomas was traveling). I guess it’s becoming a tradition as we went this year too. We arrived just in time to see the parade (accidentally). It had all the stuff a German parade should have: floats…
a marching band…
And beautiful wine maidens.
The folks on the carts that passed by were giving out small cups of wine. Reminded me of communion.
After the parade, Andrea served us apple pie made with whole apples. It was even better than it looks.
We then headed to the little carnival…
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