A Texas Ghost Story
~post by Siobhan Adcock
Ever been to Oma’s Hausin New Braunfels? When I was in college, on a road trip from Dallas to San Antonio, my friend and I stopped for dinner there. We ate schnitzel, and while we were eating, the dessert cart rolled ominously toward us on its own. It was a little spooky. We ordered dessert. (Clearly, we were meant to.)
At that time I’d lived in Texas for about five years, but that road trip, with its accidental sidetrack into New Braunfels and Gruene, was my first brush with the long and storied history of German immigrants in Texas. Like a lot of college kids, I loved beer and fried things, so I was naturally intrigued, and the more evidence we found—beer gardens, historic villages, the Sophienburg, Sunday houses, and hell-yeah Schlitterbahn—the more I wanted to know about how…
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