Dinner at Reichsküchenmeister

We were very happy to see the sign of our hotel, Hotel Zum Breiterle after enduring a stressful car journey on A3. I recounted to a receptionist how hellish our journey from Würzburg was as she handed over me a key to the room. ‘Noooo, oh my god!’ She couldn’t believe our misadventure.

Our room was modest but very tidy and the bathroom looked immaculate…

There was only one desire we had in our mind…, BEER! Surely, we deserve ice cold beer after the ordeal! So we set off to find a suitable beer garden/restaurant as well as to explore this pretty medieval German town…

We walked along Rödergrasse. It was almost six o’clock and most of the shops, except a green grocer/general store, were already shut. Mum found cartons of strawberries displayed on a bench made out of crates and wanted to buy one of them as a snack for the next day.

After purchasing strawberries, we carried on walking towards Marktplaz…

Near Marktplaz, we noticed soap bubbles wafting along by the breeze. Where do they come from? We looked up and found a cute teddy bear blowing bubbles…

Marktplaz with its town hall…

Rothenburg as a place already existed since around the 11th century, and it was formally founded as a town in 1274. The town became a part of the kingdom of Bavaria in 1803 as a result of the Treaty of Pressburg, thanks to Napoleon’s victory over the Austrian at Um.

We decided to have dinner at Hotel Reichs Küchenmeister as they had encouraging reviews on Google…

The entrance to their beer garden…

One of the waiters ushered us to the side of a table in the corner and told us to wait there until the table was vacated by the guests, who, the waiter claimed, paid the bill and were ready to leave. However, the guests showed no sign of leaving the table, and it was rather awkward being left standing by them. Eventually, I told the staff that we would rather be inside of the restaurant since we were not that bothered about al fresco dining.

In our seat, waiting for our beer (and food)…

Mum with her beer. You earned it, mum. You were a brilliant map reader!

I ordered Dreierlei Fränkische Bratwürste mit Fass-Sauerkraut und Kartoffeln, what a long name…

Three different franconian sausages with Sauerkraut and potatos. I just loved German sausages and I couldn’t have enough of them before returning to the UK.

Mum opted for Flammkuchen mit Räucherlachs, Mozarella, Kirschtomaten und lauch…

Flammkuchen with smoked salmon, cherry tomatoes, mozzarella and leek. This Flammkuchen, also known as Tarte flambée, was one of the most famous Alsatian dish and also mum’s favourite during our road trip.

After our culinary desire was fulfilled, we embarked on a post-dinner saunter in Rothenburg…

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Beer garden at Alter Kranen

Beer, ice cold beer, that is what we want! Mum and I strongly agreed while fanning our sweaty faces with folded maps given at the hotel early on. But where? Where can we get our hands on chilled long glasses of German beer? We looked around but only to find a beer garden next to Alte Mainbrücke almost brimful with customers.

I remembered that a receptionist who handled our check-in recommended a beer garden on Mainkai. ‘Shall we try there, mum?’

We walked along Kännergasse because the street was in the shade therefore it was cooler.

Alter Kranen was a German restaurant with a large terrace overlooking Main River. We decided to sit in the terraced area as the breeze travelling over the river was pleasant and cooling.

Even though it was only six o’clock, the place was very busy with people not only drinking but also eating hearty meals…

Mum looked so happy to have her beer!

Prost, mum!

The beer tasted so good after a long sweaty walk. We earned it, didn’t we? We nodded in agreement.

For dinner, we decided to share a platter instead of ordering two main dishes as we were not too hungry.

We opted for Brotzeitbrettle…

Supper time board: cheese cream, Emmemtaler cheese, sausages, farmhouse ham, Camembert cheese, tomatos, pickles and onion rings. The platter was accompanied by a basket of farmhouse bread. They went very well with our beer.

Oh boy, visiting a local beer garden is becoming our new routine! Mum and I both shared a good conspiratorial giggle…

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