If you allow me to contribute...
My homestation Bremgarten was often used by our british phantom friends as last gas station on the way south or on the return north. What amazed me even more than the drinking culture was the way the bill was handeled.
Taking a seat at the bar in the officers mess each crew member deposited a fifty DM below the glass and every order was payed from that deposit until it had depleted to zero, upon that time it was eagerly filled up again without discussion.
Last edited by RetiredF4; 7th Jul 2013 at 09:32.