The Augustiner

Tonight we walked a few blocks up the street to a typical Bavarian restaurant whose name comes from Augustiner beer, a brew that was started with the Augustine monks back in the 1300s. The restaurant was full of life and laughter. It was packed and we could hardly find a seat, but did pass through the crowd and got end seats on the benches at one of the long wooden tables. Two guys dressed sort of like Santas, one playing a tuba and the other a trombone, greeted us as soon as we sat down and started loudly playing the Star Spangled Banner. Were we so obvious? It was hard to know what to order and my unintentional choice was a bowl of gravy and pig scraps that I would have thrown away if they had dared to find their way into my kitchen. (I have heard the Germans use everything but the squeal.) The spaetzle and potatoes were really good, though. It was a fun and funy night.