One Night in München, Two Days
Fortunately the flight back was not until late the next day. Unfortunately the fast train from Bamberg connects with the slow train from Nürnberg so it was again mid-afternoon before we hit The Town. It’s as if DB were trying to entice you to buy tickets for the ICE? The was a huge hole in the ground on Goethe Strasse where The Dolomit, our Alternative Hotel is. Thankfully the Hotel was on the other end of the Block.
Marg and Maggie had Coffee and Cake as their priority. Hector’s priority was Curry-Heute at the Indian Mango, one of his Favourite Curry Houses, Anywhere. They are not open in the afternoon and so I had to accompany Clive for a Bier at the Augustiner Grossgastätte. Is Edelstoff Sweet? On the first sample it was, slightly, and then it wasn’t. Was the service here Good? It certainly was not, the Young Waiter was simply not doing his job. We even had to leave the exact cash on the table because he wasn’t around.
After a Wonderful Curry it was on to the S Bahn to Perlach. Here lies one of the Great Bier Outlets of München, the Forschungsbrauerei (Research Brewery). It used to close mid October until the Spring, it is now open all year. The St. Jacobus Blonder Bock at a very demanding 7.6% was well in keeping with the Aims of this Trip.
We were given a choice of two tables tucked away in the corner off the main room. This is very much a Locals Establishment, or for Those Who Know. Doris refused to find out the Wi-fi Code, we used to have it, but our phones are all new since last visit. She did supply two and a half litres of Bock. A Half Litre after 16.00? Again this used to not be the case. The Penny is slowly starting to drop.
Maggie though the Bock was truly Outstanding. Clive and Hector were not saying too much. This became my Favourite München Bier despite its tendency to wipe people out. The Palate has drifted towards Citrus and Hops since my last visit. The St. Jacobus was Sweet. A second could not be considered. We would have had to stay the rest of the night to finish a second. Time to come down off the mountain. Meanwhile Marg was amused with Deutches Wein.
Back in the City, Marg had an early night, she knew what happens next. It is written.
As reported every time Hector sets foot in Andechs am Dom, they do not sell Spezial Hell, yet the Nürnberg outlet does. I asked Bert. His reply was the usual – On alternate Tuesday afternoons when there are two Moons in the Sky – well I think that’s what he said. The Weizen ain’t too shabby.
We took Advice
Howard was contacted to inform him that The Spezial Hell was still not available. Should we stay for another Weizen here, or head straight to The Sports Bar. The reply was Simple and Welcome – Both! We were only obeying instructions…
Franziskaner (Spaten, München ) is the Bier of Choice here. Possibly the first ate Night Bar in the area around the Hauptbahnhof, this has become the Halfway-House to Home for some twenty five years. The Bert, a Rod Stewart lookalike, and Doris who work here recognise us despite our Sporadic attendance. Tonight Rod Stewart had a greater resemblance to Ronnie Wood. Cue a Photo.
One Chap came in and pulled himself up by his own bootstraps. His Bier was removed moments after it was delivered. He was removed shortly afterwards. No nonsense here. A Group of Young Chaps from East Scotland arrived next, they were on a mission. Observations suggest they were well on their way to achieving their objective. Another Chap walked in and I looked at His Coupon. He’s Scottish – I said to Maggie. I asked him, he wasn’t, but his Granny was. Over for an Elevator Convention in Augsburg, he was happy to relate his Scottish roots. He insisted on buying us Bier. We had to decline, it was getting late. Tomorrow is another day. Actually, we have to check out at 11.00.
Marg Time
The Glockenspiel Café overlooks Marienplatz. Marg had Breakfast surveying a sun-drenched Rathaus. Hector had Curry at the Indian Mango. But most Curryspondents know this already. The Viktualienmarkt was stripped bare as we passed through. Thereafter we walked down to the Englischer Garten passing the Surfers en route. No Gluhwein, no Bier, only Wasps, still. Marg’s Final Ritual was back to the City and Cafe Piemonte beside the Viktualienmarkt. There was Cake, Marg bought the lot.
The Final Bier
Clive and Maggie had a long lie. They went shopping too before a quick visit to Andechs am Dom. Apparently the Spezial Hell was still not available. Clearly there is no demand.
John, a Curryspondent, was scheduled to be arriving in München just before we departed. We waited in the Augustiner Grossgastätte with Edelstoff to keep us company, alas it was time to go to the Airport.
October, and only Hector’s Third Trip to Deutschland in 2013. What ever happened to the £20.00 return weekend flights?
The ‘plane to Edinburgh arrived on schedule, we were home an hour and a half after touchdown. Clive and Maggie touched down at Gatwick an hour before, we were home before them. Their last three miles took longer than the Flight. Airport Efficiency.
The Breweries, Brewery Taps, Bier Houses visited:
Augustiner Grossgastätte (Zum Augustiner) – Neuhauserstr. 27, 80331, München
Bräustüberl der Forschungsbrauerei – Unterhachinger Straße 78, 81737, München
Andechs am Dom – Weinstraße 7, 80333, München
Sport-Café Schiller – Schillerstrasse 3, D-80336, München
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