My first beer stein, the one that started my modest collection, I found while digging in an old town dump during my college days (ca. 1970). It did not have a lid (so by some definitions it was a tankard rather than a stein) but that didn't bother me because it was still a pretty neat find. Then one day I found a picture of the same stein in Antique Steins by James R. Stevenson ... and it had a lid. It was a rather distinctive lid: a figure of a country woman. I still liked the stein, but there always seemed to be something missing after that.
Now we jump ahead about 30 years. I was wandering around an antique store in Red Wing, MN (back when there were more antique stores there than there are now) and sitting on a shelf (for a mere $6) was a stein lid. It is the only one I have ever seen that was for sale all by itself. And it was the one I needed. My stein is now complete!
I guess the moral is that if you have a lot of patience, you will eventually find what you are looking for. In my case, it took only 30 years.
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