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Well it was a far cry from the real Oktoberfest in Munich, but yesterday some friends helped me celebrate my birthday (which was actually last week) by joining me at LA's version of Oktoberfest at Alpine Village. There was no one in lederhosen, there was a lot of doing the Chicken Dance (which I saw none of in Germany), and beer is served in a styrofoam cup from self-service lines (no waitresses with large glass Bas's full of beer - though the cups often became empties stacked to the ceiling...). There was however, lots of fun being had ...and that part was very authentic. It wasn't Munich, but it was better than nothin! Big thanks to everyone who joined me!