Eins - stein, Zwei-stein, Drei - stein

When we were first married, Avon came out with beer steins that had a container of men's cologne tucked inside. Don's mother was big into collectibles and she felt the steins, while being fun, would eventually be worth some money. We kept the steins for a lot of years, and several years ago I decided to sell them. I advertised on Ebay, but we had no takers. So they have sat in the basement, waiting for a garage sale.

In planning for the Oktoberfest tailgate, Don had the idea to take the steins to Manhattan. He particularly thought it appropriate since one of Kenneth's friends had mentioned how proud her parents were of the three pictures on her blog of her drinking beer from a plastic cup. A German stein was much more appropriate.

The vintage steins were certainly a hit. Those who drank from them mentioned how much fun it was using them, so now, rather than going to a garage sale, they are going back on the shelves to wait for next year.