There was plenty of beer there, and wurst, but you had to queue for it. We were muppets. After joining one of the queues (I persuaded my friends that not being in a queue wasn't going to make life any easier) and 30 mins of waiting we got far enough forward to realise we were in the food queue and there were adjacent queues for drinks and before that, "bon"s (vouchers) which enable you to actually get food (stupid inefficient swiss system). So we dispatched our Swiss friend to the "Bon" queue, and in my not-so-good-as-it-should-be high German I waved about 30 people ahead of us so we didn't reach the grill without vouchers. Some people were fine about it, others wondering what trick we were playing and some were understanding. After 1hr, our friend got the vouchers and we got food. the last guy we let ahead of us arrived at the grill clutching a ten Franc note and was sent away empty handed!