Oktoberfest has long passed but the atmosphere at Lederhosen in the West Village remains festive all year round. 

It was all Mr. T's idea for a stop there last week.  He was having a huge craving for a thin and crispy Wiener Schnitzel.

I went straight for the bratwurst cooked to juicy, snappy perfection with loads of sauerkraut and a spicy mustard.

The back room wasn't full but it was just as lively as always with groups breaking out into German song throughout the night.

Those big German beers make it an easy place to settle into and forget about the outside world for a while- Prosit!