For some strange reason I was craving German food today. Maybe it was the cold and blustery weather. We ended up at Die Bierstube (‘beer room’) on Roosevelt Way.
The food was very… German. It was good, but not very interesting. I had the wurst plate which came with a bratwurst, a knockwurst, tons of sauerkraut, some really dry bread, honey mustard and stone ground mustard. Zach had the Rippchen, a smoked pork chop, that came with the same accoutrements. The best thing on the plate was the Gundelsheim pickled gherkin—it was SO good.
The beer, on the other hand, was great. I had an Erdinger Pinkantus and don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed a beer as much as that one… but I’m not really a beer drinker or connoisseur.
My god! I thought I ate out a lot, but you take the cake! Perhaps literally, in this case. You know what amazes me about all your posts – I only moved away from Seattle a little over a year ago, and I don’t recognize many of the restuarants you mention. Amazing how quickly things change…but Than Brothers will never go away!
I know! It’s getting ridiculous. But usually I do this for one month out of the year and then get so sick of eating out that I’m happy to cook.