When you come to Blob's, you're after a very specific kind of experience, irreverent, a little campy and avuncular, not unlike spending time at a family reunion. You don't come here for Black Forest Pizza or to listen to Alanis on the speakers. You come here for wiener schnitzels and oompah music.
Friday, October 7, 2011
Link: Blob's Park in The Sun
Erik Maza writes about Jessup's Blob's Park in the Sun -- timed for Octoberfest, but talking up the scene and the German food and beer. I actually haven't been to Blob's, but Maza entices with me some nice turns of phrase: