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...As we sat outside with a plate of sausages and mugs of beer, Steffi’s father joked, “Ah, a traditional Bavarian meal.’’ Moving indoors to warm up, we were assaulted by what he called, with mock disdain, “traditional Austrian après-ski music.’’ It was a combination of oom-pah and techno. When I saw a remote-controlled miniature gondola moving along the edge of the ceiling and lowering shots of schnapps to the tables on a cable-suspended platform, I knew we had to leave before we got caught up in the festivities... Read the ending at: The Boston Globe