For a livelier scene, head here on Friday or Saturday night, when mass beer-sculling (chugging) and yodeling are accompanied by a brass band and costumed waitresses ferrying foaming beer steins about the atmospheric, cellarlike space.

Quit talking to me in that condescending tone! You always treat me like a child!

However, the romantic subjective approach persisted, allowing the nontraveling reader the illusion of experiencing the region at firsthand...

He fairly frightened the petted beauty out of her temper and toppingness.