People in traditional suits drink beer outdoors in Germany (franz12 (123RF))
As a military veteran who has traveled to over 40 countries, I’ve always sought out the stories behind the places I visit. In March 2025, I finally set out to explore one of Bavaria’s best-kept secrets: Starkbierfest: the strong beer festival.
While most people know of Oktoberfest, Starkbierfest is more local, more relaxed and arguably, more Bavarian. It began in the 1600s when Paulaner monks brewed a rich beer, “Salvator,” to sustain themselves through Lent. This “liquid bread” eventually became the heart of a springtime tradition where Munich celebrates satire, strength and strong brews.
I arrived in Munich on March 28th and began my journey with a stroll through Marienplatz. I watched the Glockenspiel chime, sampled the sharpest pickle I’ve ever tasted, and wandered into a few hidden courtyards before heading to Löwenbräukeller, the first beer hall on my list. The atmosphere was electric. Locals wore lederhosen and dirndls, the band never stopped playing and steins clinked to every beat.
Glockenspiel on a sunny day (Joe LaForest)
The next day, I ventured to a quieter restaurant called Nürnberger Bratwurst Glöckl am Dom. I didn’t eat, but a quote framed on the wall stopped me in my tracks: “So oid werd koa Sau, nur a wüda Hund!” Roughly: “No pig gets that old, only a wild dog!” It was a tribute to Dieter Keil, a legendary blacksmith known for his wild spirit and humor. That moment stuck with me. It was the perfect reflection of Munich—cheeky, warm, and proud of its traditions.
Later that evening, Bayern Munich was set to play FC St. Pauli, and the energy of the city shifted. I made my way to Hofbräuhaus München, where fans and festivalgoers collided. It was packed. I waited 30 minutes for a seat—but once I had one, I stayed for hours. The Oompah band played nonstop, we lifted our steins up high and the mix of soccer passion and beer hall tradition created a feeling I’ll never forget.
Hofbräuhaus München dark brown keg in low light (Joe LaForest)
On my final day, I climbed all 320 steps to the top of Alter Peter. The panoramic view of the city was breathtaking—church spires, bustling markets and rooftops bathed in soft spring light. It was the perfect end to a beer-fueled escape.
Starkbierfest may not have the global fame of Oktoberfest, but that’s exactly why it’s worth experiencing. It’s a celebration of strength—of beer, of humor, of Bavarian pride—and now, it’s a chapter in my own travel story.
Large pickle with a bite taken out of the top being held by someone’s hand (Joe LaForest)
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