It's a tradition that has been around since 1976, and a tradition I suggest every person should experience. As I walked the blocks from my apartment, I can see all the usual setup of beer tents and food stands, but I had a bigger goal in mind for my Oktoberfest this year. I've experienced Oktoberfest Cincinnati for years, I'm generally in my Dirndl the ENTIRE week, but the running of the wieners was an event that had eluded me. I saw the crowd of people encircling something down the street, I knew exactly what it was. I had arrived with perfect timing as the first heat was getting themselves set. Hot dogs, hot dogs everywhere! Talk about an instant good time. Before I knew it, I was surrounded by dogs of all kinds in their finest lederhosen, alpine hats, and adorning their finest buns. There were even a few cheerleaders there to ensure their dog sibling knew they were fully supported. The 10 heats and the final race only took about 30 minutes, but I implore the city to figure out how to make it an all day event. Give opening Oktoberfest day entirely to the dogs. Costume contests, best tricks, roundest belly, longest dog, maybe build an obstacle course of a mountain just for buddies and just watch them go. Find the REAL Sausage King and Queen of Cincinnati. After the last 20 months of surviving this hellscape that is life right now, I think the answer is an obvious one.
More Wieners. Simply.