And what a crowd it was! Hundreds of people came out for the festival, and even at 11 most were already testing the new wine, drinking from glasses hung around their necks. We carried our bottles home with us, but before we left we sampled the music and the freshly made potato chips, and of course watched St. Martin arrive in style.
*According to Central European tradition, St. Martin's white horse ushers in the first snow of the season.
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I'd never heard of the tradition before. But I'd be okay if the cold stayed away a few more weeks :)
What's the nosh?
Thinly sliced potatos, deep fried into potato chips (bramborove spiraly) while you wait.
What a cool tradition. We have our first flakes today.
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