“The kitchen may be a bit upset,” – the waiter said, when I ordered a “Brotbrettl” twenty-five minutes after the closing time, having just finished a trout. And upset they obviously were, since instead of the “Speck-cheese-Schweinsbraten” mix that the menu promised, I got nothing but thin slices of Schweinsbraten on bread. At least the final bill named what I ate properly, including a lower price.
Thus, this was not a Brettljause, so why on earth mention it here? Because if their Brotbrettl is anywhere as good as what I ate, it’s worth travelling to this not very conveniently situated restaurant for. These were the best, the tenderest Schweinsbraten I have had since a long time, and the bread was unbelievably fresh with a wonderful crunchy crust. The dish was also “decorated” like a real Brettljause – egg, onion, horseradish, mustard and everything – and their Zirbenschnapps was amazing.
Worth another visit at an earlier time.