Marg and Hector went down to breakfast in the Hotel Royal and found the ladies. The Chaps had, and would not, surface this morning. There was an announcement that the Englischer Garten would be a good place to go for a walk. The ladies were going to walk there and take the U Bahn back, as I was buying tickets for the day anyway I suggested the opposite. There was compliance.
At the entrance to the Englischer Garten was a strange Café with a Seilbahn carriage. For some reason Hector had to pose in front of it. At the Chinesischer Turm the Gluhwein was waiting. Now this is a good way to get back into the game.
With geometric precision, Hector and Marg headed west in the direction of a certain Curry Haus, now which one could that be? At the edge of the park we spotted guys surfing, yes surfing in the park. Yes, way!
Let’s decant to Herrsching by which time we had abandoned Al who had arranged to meet his pal Robert. Thanks, Robert for the Bier publication. A Big Taxi took us up to Kloster Andechs, the source of Andechs Weizen the best Weizen vom Fass, official. Their other Biers are not too shabby. They might have the Spezial Hell, time to contact Howard to share my pleasure. It will make his day. Others must suffer.
As Marg was the only person in the group who had been here before it was mandatory that we all go to church. The only church in all of Bayern that Hector has entered. We paid homage to Carl Orff, who? Short of singing the first twenty minutes of Carmina Buruna, I think they got the message.
Time for Bier
The Weizen Hell was bought by all, well almost. Marg had Coffee, Marg had Hot Chocolate. Good girl. Dom and Hector moved on the Spezial Hell, hi Howard! Al appeared but due to the lengthy journey back he did not imbibe.
This was a very restrained afternoon; there was a dinner appointment which we could not be late for. We were too early for the optimum S Bahn and so we found ourselves in the Station Bar, drinking Spaten Hell.
There may have been a zzz … or ten on the way back to München. We were given the choice of tables at the Augustiner Bräustuben, but not our Silvester table of the past two New years. The Edelstoff was ordered. Food was ordered.
Weniger Ente
The Bierkutcherpfandl (€13.95) was great value. More Duck and more Pork than a man could eat, topped with two Sausages, insane. The Edelstoff went down very well. Let’s go? What? What is it with people who always want to move on? I never do that to people.
Andechser am Dom was the obvious draw. The oldies departed at the Hauptbahnhof and the rest of us carried on down to Marienplatz. They shut early on a Sunday. There was time for a Weizen Hell and the thought of the Doppelbock Dunkles. Half of the latter was left. The Sports Bar was calling, again.
The Good Boys Club
Mein Host, aka Rod Stewart, is now the manager it appears. The new waiter shook our hands as we sat down, us regulars…
Hector had one, Al produced Schnapps, and it was time for bed. Who knows what time these guys stopped.
Brewery and Brewery Taps visited today:
Kloster Andechs – Bergstraße 2, 82346, Andechs
Bahnhof Herrssching – Bahnhofsplatz 1, 82211, Herrsching am Ammersee
Augustiner Bräustuben, Landsberger Str. 19, 80339, München
Andechser am Dom – Weinstraße 7 80333, München
Sport-Café Schiller – Schillerstrasse 3, D-80336, München