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Steakhaus Zur Waffenschmiede

Steakhaus Zur Waffenschmiede

Von-Mueller-Str. 15, 82467 Garmisch-Partenkirchen, Bavaria, Germany

Steak • Barbecue • Europäisch • Vegetarisch


"Today uninhabited short holiday notes in advance... After the small rainy excursion to the Breton-Münsteran star kitchen, it goes back to the then sun-flooded Sindfelser Land, which should come up with a mountain hike this day, the practiced hikers certainly place rather than Lappalie but should remain remembered to the author of these lines as a test of biblical dimension. Ms. Obacht!, the untiring spearhead of the Garmischer Gastrokritik, had for this purpose equipped us with vouchers for the newly renovated Eckbauer Bahn, which leads from the Olympic ski stadium to the mountain of the same name, 1237 meters high. These vouchers should also include coffee and cakes in the Olympic House, a popular cafe restaurant right on the iconic jumping hills, and I will pay tribute to the delicious apple strudel swallowed on this occasion in my own small review. In this, I will also like to house a few impressions from the Eckbauer descent, today as a small taste a small panorama of Wamberg is to be reached, one of Germany's highest-ranking church villages that we crossed on this occasion. Look at Wamberg But even if it was “only” about the descent, mountain air is hungry and so after a long day, which in terms of cuisine was limited to breakfast and the mentioned strudel in the afternoon, with a pleasing gastronomical cord on the matter, when we made ourselves around 19 o'clock together with our adretted foreign guide to make us freshly past gunsmiths – let the meaty games begin... As a big Steak fan, I always wondered what a scrupulous restaurant this must be, which has settled in a small wooden house with a jewellery-free entrance door: I simply didn't know that the actual building, a former hammersmith from 1684, was behind it. In this respect, in combination with the situation, I could imagine that if they do not research online in the case of acute steak lanterns, the proportion of outside guests may be smaller than the Marienplatz. The quiet location in a side street also has unbeatable advantages in terms of parking space, we were able to place the relaxing low-noise E Mobil right in front of the restaurant on a small guest parking space. And only a few moments later, the “secret gunsmith” should finally ventilate, once the wooden house – whose purpose is not clear to me to this day – you stand in front of the historic building and see again in the form of the restaurant signer the slightly swell, somewhat cartoony-looking “Corporate Design” of this local lavasteingrill institution, which is also found in the maps. Once entered and accustomed to the gummyly cozy light mood, the overwhelmed eye initially does not know where it should look first, a regular panic optics of things apparently gathered together for many years with thematic reference to the Middle Ages, contemporary weapons and all sorts of decoration where you look. Mr. Obacht! Picture Syndicate 2020 I thought of some people in my acquaintance, who would not really be happy in such an ambience, but the sufficiently caustic critics liked it right away, I like something like that when it has been organic over years and is not a plastic decoration orgy purchased in the Hau Ruck procedure. Whether it's because I grew up near Schloss Burg an der Wupper, but the fact that the transmissions and drive wheels of the Schmiedehammer have been restored so wonderfully, I was very pleased. If I had a hammer... It had in total some of the tables in a slightly cheesy home museum, American tourists are likely to regularly hyperventilate before enthusiasm when they first enter: “Oh my gooood, look at that, amaaaaaazing....” These beautiful impressions still amused smilingly absorbing we were greeted by a very lovingly appearing waiter, according to Bon a Lord “Gigi”, and accompanied to our reserved table near the old hammer. The fit Lord mid-fifty made a little of the phenotype of the impression of coming from Cuba or South America, spoke German with a slight accent and should be considered to be the exact opposite of Mr. Sinister (so this is reimbursed, I am a genius.... the greenery. Incredibly polite, facing, attentive and permeated by an untiring loveworthiness, it has been fun not least for him to be a guest here. And his so pleasantly well-being, slightly from time to time, matched me either with Sir or Monsieur. At the first time, I was still looking for light signs of irony in his trains, but immediately realized that this is his expression of courtesy dealing with the guest – here again maximum causal consensus. The laminated maps were handed and struck me with their size first thoroughly, time for first drinks, the soaked mountaineers rejoiced over a fortired yeast wheat, the half to moderate 3,80€, the ladies over a currant Schorle, the 0.4 liter to 3,30€. For decision neurotists, the map of the gunsmith is a real problem, some Asian restaurant should look enviously at the number of positions – added a slightly exaggerated comparison. In a design that seems to have given someone with a text processing program of the late nineties as well as slightly infantile preference for cartoon elements and bright colors passions his imagination space, there is also a whole battery of dish dishes: the slightly “wilmenrodesque” sounding “Feinschmecker Steak Hemingway” in trauter Eintracht I would like to put the friendly restaurant to the heart, reduce something here and perhaps think of a somewhat more stylish design of the map that takes on the ambience more, it simply looks a bit cheap and a small optical fresh cell cure could apprehend the offers. Since the three appetizers offered (maize-piston grilled with butter, shoulder-cushioned shrimps on salad with cocktail sauce as well as greebenschmalz with bread did not really appeal to me and I wasn't in soup liquor, I decided after a little bit of attention for the most carelessly sounding sensation of the card, the plate Rodeo Mixgrill, to which one devoted a whole page: This sounded like an appropriate Karnivore escalation and should allow me as a big BBQ fan alongside the pure steak performance with the Spareribs and Chickenwings also further insights into the kitchen of the house, as far as the plan. My well-launched companions had made their choice as well and we nodded our servil sympathy wearer in classic black white waiter's air. First of all, I wanted to know what part I would get from the Argentinian anger bark and received a dazzling answer: this is due to what the kitchen has just available on matching pieces, it could be ribeye, rag steak or hip. This also seemed to be the case with the ladies’ courts, because here too the card speaks only generically of “Steak” or “Steakmeat”, but of course, in the context of the modular system it is possible to choose its prefered cut with supplements themselves. But I didn't want to be satisfied with this as a Steak lover, I want to determine myself whether I get a ribeye or a hip steak, the cuts have all their character and characteristics, for a steak house I find this very unhappy to not say a No Go. Therefore, I was offered to be able to determine the cut of the three small steaks themselves in relation to the price of €28.50 for the plate, which I liked to use, the ribeye please, Monsieur, thank the Lord. This small hurdle was soon delivered my separately ordered green side salad, during the dressing I decided for the “Italian” variant, which awards the card as “ice and oil with many herbs”. Green salad with “Italian” dressing – 5.10€ small green salad Hmm, so pure visually the whole thing didn’t necessarily deserve a Nobel prize for fine-spirited dressing, the tomatoes seemed to have been cut with the hand edge and I only saw at the first moment as a “water in salad form” smoothed iceberg salad. But there were still pluck salads under the icy crown gottlob and a sufficient amount of the slightly sweetish but indeed very tasty herbal dressings on vinegar oil basis. All in all, a good, unspectacular fresh green salad put some sweet on the plate and therefore with 5,10€ definitely overpriced, something baguette would have cost me an additional 1,50€, garlic baguette 2,90€. But he effectively helped to bridge the waiting period up to the main dishes... main dishes Rodeo Teller – 28,50€ (plus 1.50€ surcharge for the “Wunsch Steak” Texas Salat – 12,90€ BBQ Spieß – 20,70€ “Everything so beautifully colorful here!” was my first thought at the sight of me to call South American folk arts a quarter of Rack Spareribs and three relatively small Chicken Wings, besides a veritable bunch of Country Potatoes and the small Dip Assortiment consisting of Salsa (on request instead of the BBQ sauce, herbal butter and sour cream, actually belonging to the dish. I did one of the potato columns in the sour cream and was very tanned, the pleasantly firm cream was of best quality and the discreetly sputtered with BBQ Rub were inspiring crispy. I don't really like things because they get soft so quickly, but these were apparently trimmed with starch or rice flour before frying so on crispy that they did not soften in the further course, very nice! Since I mean small ribeye steaks finalized with an aromatic coarse steak pepper mix (approximately 80 100 grams raw weight per piece wanted to eat warm I started with those and cut the first hearted. What I saw made me happy, but I was almost more pleased with the delicate consistency of the meat. Black Angus Anschnitt I had received a usable steak knife but did not have a deadly samuraish value but the blade was squatted with the flesh. This was similar to my chewing tools, very delicate, good meat with convincing own taste, nice grill notes and even the name-giving fat eye of the ribeye tasted on the tongue and could convince tastefully – for me always an important indicator of quality. I wouldn't have needed any dips, but I tried the salsa and creamy herbal butter. The latter enjoyed well, had depth and at least did not taste after convenience in the conventionally known sense. The salsa, on the other hand, which is supposed to cost €2.60 as a separate supplement and is described as a “feurig” is disappointed. This was not the beautiful, piecey salsa, prepared with love as I had hoped for it but made a little the appearance of a pimped ketchup with some paprika and chili insert, see photo. And that – if the operator should read this as in the case of pre-criticism – is really not an inappropriate commonness of me, but unfortunately exactly the impression that she left on my palate. After the beautiful steaks I made myself to the Ribs and also these should convince me very much. Even though in the BBQ world the 3 2 1 method (combination from low"

Bungalow 7

Bungalow 7

Alpspitzstr. 7, 82467 Garmisch-Partenkirchen, Germany

Pubs • Sushi • Amerikanisch • Meeresfrüchte


"The title “Lifestyle Restaurant” that offers a huge amount of interpretation space seems to be high in the course of Garmisch Partenkirchen, in addition to the recently-reviewed “4Eck” also boasts the “Bungalow 7” of this stretchable attribute on its website. Lifestyle, tja, if you want to, every restaurant is a “lifestyle restaurant” or? Whether the Pommesbude or the Three Stars Temple, everything is finally expression of life type and preferences, across all kitchens and purses, I therefore find the term inconceivable hollow, nothing-giving and superfluous. But that was not the reason why we were staying in the evening of our arrival instead of in the “Lifestyle Location” illuminated here – Obacht’s actual plan – rather Bajuwarian way of life in my beloved Bräustüberl, the anticipation of pancake soup Co. was simply too great. But the next noon, after a first stroll through the place, we should land more or less randomly here, which should certainly be a pleasure for further visits and we should also do so on the following Sunday – so today there is a criticism of two visits. But the day should start very happy, it was my birthday and in the breakfast room there was a lovingly decorated table waiting for me, and I was also covered with a delicious pastries of an excellent local confectionery that reminds me of the legendary Kosaken ridge – the lovingly guided small hotels live in family hands! The Kosakenzipfel : The rich breakfast and the not even light confectioner's work were a good basis for the day, but after the mentioned bumblebee, the famous "small hunger" should be reported at about 2 p.m. 1. Visit outside view The bungalow7 was there in the immediate vicinity, made an inviting impression from outside, the map was pleased, short-closed we entered and found a quiet corner table. What looks from the outside gives a quite harmonious look with the contemporary outdoor furniture and the inviting glass front, sometimes seems skurril on the inside when viewed closer. The tile floor breathes 80's basement bar Flair, as well as some tables and their wooden separators, the bar could also stand in a Fake Hafenkneipe for English tourists in Benidorm, the ceiling shouts alpine hutsgaudi, so no question that makes a prominently placed flag of New Zealand in this eclectic ensemble ultimative sense. Gastraum Bar While I have already formulated this in mind, a friendly voice ripped me out of my latent amused ambience thoughts, a friendly ca. 30 year old service lady greeted us cordially and handed the cards. In addition to her, there was also a casually dressed, not less friendly young man at the beginning of 20, who was supposed to be very pleasant later. The uncomplicated, manageable map allowed the hope to grow, which one does not cook here from the great bucket, the predicate “homemade” can be found not only on an offer. Note the FAQs: The offer itself is a safe, a handful of pleasant burgers, some quite creative flame-cake variants, a small salad kit, a touch of BBQ Americana in the form of Babyback Ribs and Buffalo Drumsticks, an unavoidable Apple Pie in Dessert – in well made tasty everyday kitchen with Soul Food Potential. At the first day visit, we were only after a small snack, Madame chose a flashcake, I jumped the Buffalo drumsticks, with two specifics, friendly chatting one accepted our manageable order. I was surprised that in the home country of the “Spezi” one did not have the original in the offer, but rather rely on the much less charming product of the global shower giant from Atlanta, which served soft drink with ice and lemon (0.3l for 3,20€ each, but also fulfilled its purpose. After about 20 minutes, I was served, looking at the flame cake visually as a rather disappointing one, but my chicken slugs shined me promisingly and flowed away extremely appealing fragrances. Flamecake “Classic” in small, 6.40€ Flamecake “Classic” small My accompaniment praised her flax, sour cream and South Tyrolean bacon, however, after the first bite and seemed to be very happy. I tried a big piece a little later, because she didn't make it and could well understand the satisfaction despite the pale look: The crunchy soil in an ideal thickness, the Sour Cream tastes delicious, the almost too generously dimensioned bacon from Alto Adige of excellent quality would have tolerated a very tasty matter that might have been left in the oven for a few seconds. My Buffalo drumsticks are known classically rather than Buffalo Wings, i.e. wings instead of bollen, a very popular classic in the USA that you get in any sports bar or bowling hall. “Original Buffalo Style Chicken Drumsticks” – 7,90€ Original Buffalo Style Chicken Drumsticks” The previously seasoned wings are fried and then swung into Buffalo sauce, a edgy and cayenne-loaded sauce with a high butter content. To this end, you usually have a blue cheese Dipp with celery and carrot sticks as well as more or less sharp sauces for the wings – all in all a very happy sourry from the category “bier- accompanying dishes”. Personally, the chicken legs had been a bit too big, I would have taken either smaller lower legs or classic wings, they can be eaten much better and the ratio of sauce to meat per bite is more harmonious, not to mention the dipping itself. A first try nevertheless thrilled, I have never eaten such authentic Buffalo sauce so far in this country, you trust the German palate in terms of vinegar and cayenne just don’t want to be too good or don’t know better, usually it goes in the direction “piedge BBQ sauce”. Speaking of which: From curiosity, I had ordered the homemade “Smoky BBQ Sauce” for a Euro supplement and was quite impressed, beautiful balance of sweet, sour and salty with light Hickory note, which goes much worse but also better, upper middle class in the BBQ Saucen universe. Also very successful was the blue cheese Dipp, absolutely homemade with real small chunks, thereby firm and piecey in the texture, a small, slightly cooled charity. Unfortunately, the only conditional edible for me (I finally did the drumsticks in a frevel manner because the raw food, which actually belongs to it, did not consist of carrots and celery but of cucumbers – kreisch, I hate cucumbers. Nevertheless, I was happy that I had not expected this and why I let the nice young waiter know during the cleansing; he was very interested and promised to pass on to the kitchen. Whether and how criticism is passed on is sometimes very questionable, but here I was randomly witnessing this passing when I returned from the – remarkably clean – toilet in the basement, where I was wearing war marks after the finger food battle (self-equivocally my bright pants carried away fighting marks.... wash your hands. The way led past the kitchen, the door half open: waiter: “Gast was very satisfied, the Buffalo Sauce praised very much, but he didn’t expect any cucumbers to come in USA always carrots and celery.” Koch: “Yes, too, but we had...” (Rest went down in the kitchen noise and I didn’t want to listen... Maybe the sentence ended with “grade no longer there!” you don’t know, at least I was happy to share feedback here, that was nice. Satisfactions we paid cash and devoted ourselves more sweetheart, here I would like to go again, so much was fixed. 2. Visit At the second time, we have also been given the honour of being at the table with her clique for decades with Mrs and Mr. Obacht's Sunday dinner that has been maintained for decades. It was a wonderful, lukewarm summer evening after a hot day, in the late afternoon I still enjoyed in the – surprisingly little visited Alpspitzbad, we made our way to the restaurant, which was extremely well visited – only good that we had reserved a large table in the garden. The mood in that is great at such an evening, the audience was pleasant and well-maintained, the lighting is ideal, the music selection tastefully and unobtrusive. At first the drinks, a well-cooled Corona at 4,40€, as well as a large Rhabarber choir (0,4l at 3,50€ soon found their way to the table, a prosite in the nice round and already the dishes could be ordered. The Lords from Obacht's Sunday gang were mostly talking to burgers, who had already been fed to the satisfaction of the Öfteren. Unfortunately I have no photo of those, but in fact they made a very good, appetizing impression, the brioche shined with the meat around the bet, it smelled heavenly. Light “sapple” Roughing at the table while serving my little baby-sized “Baby Back Spareribs” (Full Rack – 18,90€ Garlic Parmesan Fries 1,50€ “Baby Back Ribs” (Full Rack The cut also known as Loin Ribs, along with Brisket and Pulled Pork, is part of the Holy Trinity of the South States BBQs and I love to be far ahead of St. The fact that the bones were so wide is always a good sign in Ribs, in the map they are cooked low slow, although on demand unfortunately not in the Smoker but at least no turbo number in the combined yarn. The meat was almost sucked from the bone, but still had a pleasant bite, the homemade BBQ sauce I already knew from the first visit and also here it fits well, a delicious dish that of course my white shirt (memo to myself: ingenious selection. Don't. should not leave unharmed. The decent Bavarian Pigderl literally had a lot on the ribs, I managed to get the string only to 80%, only good that Mr. Obacht hastened to support himself! Well, for the weakening, the sensational good supplement that I ordered as an extra wish with Buffalo Sauce could also be responsible. This is not in the card as a Dipp, but this wish is very much fulfilled. Garlic Parmesan Fries The rustic Pommes frites were at least fritted twice, were crispy and had a good, honest flavor in potato. To this end, a lush cargo of Parmesan and some garlic, once swing through and let the cheese melt: Et voilà, finished is the Umami Uppercut, delicious. This sinful supplement was charged at a surcharge of 1.50€, solo they come to 5,90€, which I think they are also worth. Casesar Salat Chicken – 10,90€ Caesar Salad Chicken Madame decided once again for a Caesar Salad, this time with chicken, and was also highly satisfied. The Romana taufresh, the sauce managed to taste, the meat aromatic and dust-free while cutting everything fine, with I prefer to have the cheese finely chopped than rubbed with this salad. The salad then gave her space for a “light” dessert – in contrast to the author, who was prosperous at that time: Banana Split in the glass – 4,90€ Banana Split in the glass A likewise little bit of a sweet, layered matter: banana ice, over it chocolate, cream and cherry compote. No star hour of the patisserie, but very purposeful for the fulfillment of Archaic Dessert Gelüste. Obacht enjoyed dessert on a “Caramel Apple Pie” with vanilla ice cream and cream and I was allowed to taste. Seufz, I was very annoyed to have no place for those, absolutely delicious, envious I looked right now. Since the temperatures should remain pleasantly mild, we kept it out until after 23:00, it was laughed a lot, a gentleman from Obachts Clicque entertained the half beer garden with swanks from his life thanks to his quite loud voice, a wonderful evening went to the end, and we comforted, uh better “rolling” happily back to our holiday Domizil. Conclusion Lifestyle back or forth, here is cultivated and honestly cooked with good ingredients from the region. Those who get kulinarically clear with these somewhat clingy offers and a casual location for a nice round with friends will be happy here. I give to the kitchen 4.5 stars, small things like the optically somewhat pale flame cake or the cucumbers to the Wings, pardon, “Drumsticks”, are not worth a full star draw. I see the service at four stars, absolute No Go was the card payment, but I can't charge the service. Instead of a reasonable EC terminal of Ingenico and Co. one of these cheap toys of Sumup. There were constantly problems with the app, the associated phone only had to be picked up at the counter, it took minutes per payment. The ambience in total four stars, the evening in the garden was wonderful in this respect, slightly scurry style mix in the guest room, nevertheless quite comfortable, cleanliness impeccable, also in the toilets. At the price performance ratio I am at a good one, and thus at four stars, especially given the tourism Hot Spots GAP, the bids were worth all honor at these prices. I can recommend the bungalow 7 to all culinaryly compatible contemporaries and will also like to come back when it comes to next year."

Zum Wildschütz

Zum Wildschütz

Bankgasse 9, 82467, Garmisch-Partenkirchen, Germany

Fast Food • Bayerisch • Europäisch • Vegetarisch


"As far as my culinary delights are concerned during our annual summer freshness in Garmisch Partenkirschen, which is almost “traditional” after seven repetitions, they always follow the same dramaturgy. On the first evening it is usually necessary to satisfy the white blue plate desires, the “Bräustüberl” near the Loisach was for years always the “consumer space” of the first choice. Unfortunately, now among new growers, it has not been in the approach for two years what it was, at least concerning the Bavarian host house classic – the pancake soup, for example I'll cry after today. And so my scavenger reviews of this house explain themselves to GastroGuide, when I overfloged them this morning I became very humble around my heart. If the palate and soul then have temporarily seen enough krach-skinned brass music cuisine, then the Mediterranean personality's share of my culinary identity railway breaks again and I am, for example, talking about pasta, pizza, pesce e carne with a shattered measure Aglio in the baggage, because I do not keep ten days of knödelfestspiele in contrast to my constant accompaniment, but what it could not practice without problems. And so I always migrate spontaneously and impulsively through the dynamic gastronomy landscape in and around Garmisch Partenkirchen, I am always looking forward to new discoveries that we often make together with our dear local friends when we go to dinner together, the reunion with them makes a large part of the annual anticipation for us. The last evening with them before our departure can be, but surely must not be a special gastronomic light, we had certainly already gastronomically quite uplifted “departure experiences”, but also found our happiness at the down-to-earth Italian or a traditional host house, depending on what the meaning was. I have already mentioned that last year we had almost undamaged luck with the weather, and on the day before our 2022 farewell Peter was holding us with sunshine and pleasant temperatures. What in turn is the proven farewell shopping round, among other things in an estimated, well-sorted local wine Feinkost Handel along with day-to-day arrival in the already-deserved Ristorante “da Nico” in Farchant (which made with the beautiful view a very relaxed pleasure. In the late afternoon, I even had the opportunity to promote my athletic constitution in the Alpspitzbad near our beloved family hotel Kleinod. Apparently and powerfully, I drew trains around the railway, soon several spectators lined the outdoor pool, young ladies gave me admiring views, muscular, trained men of the same age cohorts nodded in my direction as I dynamically escaped the water – admitted no uninhabited, yet no unwilling situation at my meanwhile advanced age. Converse representation: one of my WG's supervisors just reminded me of taking my medicines, and to reflect on the subject of “transition with truths” that has been discussed so often. I should like to admit that 60 minutes of pseudo breast swimming in slow motion, dominated by Rumplanschen and extended “Dead Man With Mountain View Units” of an still slightly adipous, pale NRW Touris in colorful swim shorts, have nothing to do with athletics, grace and sporty aesthetics, and the “awesome” looks of the young ladies were probably thrown in the other direction. Truths? A big word. Just a very bad person of this supervisor. Too bad. At the place of action As it may be, the day made hungry and it seemed at the time to finally erase a white spot on our Garmischer Traditionslokal map: a visit to the wilderness stood up, as almost everything in Garmisch is easy to reach on foot, it lies not far from Marienplatz and the pedestrian zone in a quiet side street. As the Bräustüberl mentioned at the time, one has dedicated himself to the Upper Bavarian hostage Klassik and regional naturality, as well as some wild dishes such as homemade Wild Bratwürste e.g. Time-spiritual accents on the map are more isolated, but a successful Pulled Pork Burger should later in the evening make the native original at the table – we were of course four with our friends here – still very happy. The reason for not having visited the wilderman yet despite his good leviary is very simple: the place is simply so popular that it is almost impossible to get a table here spontaneously, in the evening a chapel often plays lively Bavarian music (at least my impression of the last years, the shop brummes. The house cannot complain about a lack of positive response, while the first two “wards” mentioned here do not tell me anything, but in fact the public reviews on the relevant portals speak a clear language: We arrived at around 7 p.m., first crossed the cozy, typical, prallly filled guest room dominated by much dark wood, were greeted by friendly ladies in the Dirndl and accompanied to our table. With a bit of luck we could reserve a beer garden behind the house, which is about 70 people, which was very welcomed by everyone in view of the weather. First wishes for drinks were expressed and soon there was a very heated wheat from Hacker Pschorr (the 0.5l to 4.70€ and a Johannisbeer Schorle (the 0.5l to 4.20€ before us). Fair prices given the popularity and tourist relevance of the place. But it is not always high season, and it is important not to lose sight of local guests, a mistake that many have already paid dearly. We ordered the food and, as I loved the tempting dessert, I did not want the expected portion sizes to be an appetizer in wise foresight and should have done it well, because what would have happened to even starved mountain hikers. After a consistently pleasant waiting period with cool beer and good mood, our three dishes were served at the same time, the mentioned Garmischer friend with his Pulled Pork Burger only later came to this. Main dishes Schweinshaxe – 20,50€ Oxngulasch (on request as a small portion – 16,20€ Mixed salad – 6,50€ Last night, finally in the wilderness, it had to crash in the sense of word with a view of the hoped crust, a virtuous pigshaxe should be it, with a good dark sauce. It was the by far the largest pigshaxe that was presented to me throughout my life. When I was kindly smiling the plate before me, I had to look out how the emoji used with the surprised, torn eyes was told. I just murmured easily “Thank you, but is that a haxe of pig or elephant? What a trumm!” what the side table and the waitress really enjoyed, but they assured me that this is not unusual here. Let's go! The crust crumbled appetizingly when I wore her with the sharp saw knife, she was resch, but could easily be cut, not stone-hard or leathery, more perfect you can't prepare such a thing, you could see, smell and taste the experience of countless decades. The meat consistently delicate and of very good taste, the relation of regional suppliers also seems to be noticeable on the palate. In addition, a dark, slightly mounted, strong jus with a light cumin note, who chased a fairy-tale over his back at the first bite, this basic honor that many pots and pans of the southern German host houses still live in, here it was to taste in pure form: large inn cinema, as I love it divinely. In fact, the supplements were only a minor thing, the Rotk... uh, the Blaukraut was gottlob not connotated Christmas, but rather very classic with laurel, carnation and a pleasant balance of sweetness and acidity. The only hauchzart point of criticism were some pale roasted potatoes, which would have liked to turn a round in the pan for my taste as Maillard disciples. Tastefully, however, they were at the height, aromatic bacon, spring leach and the caraway obligatory in Bavaria provided a familiar, here expected picture. Where the spirits are deposited on roast potatoes, I still like those from fresh potatoes, not precooked. But you ask five people and get seven opinions, that was okay. Magnificent. As I climbed happily I crispy in front of me, enjoyed the delicious hip gold in full, occasionally a cool sip hacker Pschorr helped “on days like this” the soundtrack could have been for this moment, but I thought to the first line of the Bavarian national anthem: “God with you, you land of Bavaria.” I have tried really honestly and it is contrary to animal products or Let meat go back. But there was really nothing left, and a third of the haxe went back, so at home I wouldn't have been ashamed to let the rest of me pack in and look forward to a nice lunch the next day, which is naturally difficult in a hotel room. Madame loves dishes and ordered a small portion of a classic beef goulash with semmelknödel and a mixed salad. Oxngulasch Minimalst framed it seemed to be and was praised in the highest tones, butterfly it had been and the sauce a high pleasure, the plate was fed with joy. Fresh and varied was the side salad to look at, head salad, green beans, red herb salad, corn, carrot salad, for them exactly the refreshing, solid, good-bourgeois salad plate she had hoped for. Our Garmischer girlfriend and Gastro Kennerin also has a weakness for long shots on the plate, at least with absolute certainty when it comes from the local wild. Her deer goulash, along with accompanying, homemade dumplings, should be the third, also very successful dish and was also fed with great satisfaction to his earthly destiny. If you look at the photo, you can certainly see that this satisfaction did not come from about as I mean. Hirschgulasch Very fine, but I still had something to do, diet plans should not be hot in Upper Bavaria... Dessert Zwetschgenknödel – 8,50€ Marillenknödel, Kaiserschmarrn, Palatschinken etc. pp. ach, I love the flour foods of the Alpine area although I really am not a dessert person. But the MUST be simple, the pure sin: fluffy dumplings, in which I still waved, whether it was a pot or potato dough, but rather believe in the latter. The two chicks filled with aromatic sponge bathed in warm vanilla sauce their consistency and tasteful impression even with the greatest effort, but I don't want to fix myself, but I don't want to think that it was delicious. Because a few more calories seemed to be missing, up to still warm nut butter and powder sugar and finished was a dessert that was playing in every way what I had promised her before. Not particularly filigree – which certainly no one expects here, I don’t even cook out yet visually nice: the wide plate flags decorated fresh apples and orange slices as well as oranges and cranberry “confiture”. The orchard was a welcome little fresh accent against the neighboring, sinful teig sweet “Wonne Pool” in the middle. The lukewarm August evening later rewarded us with a star-clear sky and for this area even after sunset rather untypical mild temperatures. Together we went back to the hotel, after three wheat, I was in a slightly dissolved Waldemar Hartmann basic mood and for the first time the pain of farewell was significantly reduced. The next day it should not go back to Solingen for a seven to ten hour hike, but there was still a stipp sight in the Palatinate and Alsace where the GastroGuide friends Marco and Oparazzo were to meet. Unfortunately, I cannot report on the joint evening at the Alte Mühle in Lauterbourg for “limiting” reasons what we were allowed to enjoy on this memorable evening, I have immortalized here in the meantime: [here link] Conclusion The kitchen filled everything I had hoped for. A half star draw for the slightly sweet roast potatoes yields 4.5 stars for extremely recommended Bavarian hostage tradition with heart and hand. I have experienced the service as always friendly, even in the “thickest hustle and bustle” and, in the tone, exactly the right mix of the ground-based inn of tonality and yet communicating that one sees itself as a well-maintained cooking restaurant without giving up a depositioned folk house for tourists. Five stars because I don't know what to expect in such a setting. I see the ambience at four stars and thus the schoolnote “good”. It is well-maintained and comfortable but always full of views, because of the location there are of course no one, with the pretty place itself already a nice scenery. I see price performance with slightly rounded 4.5 stars, for this quality in terms of products and craftsmanship absolutely fair and appropriate. Since I do not calculate the overall score strictly mathematically, but I always have a small free space here, I am there with feeling 4.6 stars and thus at 4.5 and I think that the overall package is good and fair. When I wrote this today, I would rather have put myself directly in the car and would only have liked to travel south. And if there is only one that was similar to reading, everything has already been rewarded, food is also longing and emotion, and if it is “only” a divine pigshax that could awaken memory or anticipation. P.S. A warm thank you to the Garmischer Translations Büro „Obacht! Upper Bavarian Translation Services”, for prompt help concerning the title. :"

Koch's

Koch's

Bankgasse 16, 82467, Garmisch-Partenkirchen, Germany

Deutsch • Europäisch • Restaurants • Meeresfrüchte


"So here's the deal. They make everything you order fresh from scratch to include the bread that is brought to your table. This is not the place to go if you have a time hack to meet. However, if you have time to spare and want to have an amazing culinary experience, try this place. Our party of 7 did wait a little bit before we got taken care of. This is because it is the husband Chef cooking, the wife server waiting (and the only good English speaker), and one younger server. If you speak German, it will be easier to be taken care of. Once the wife explained the menu to us in English, we ordered some wine and our meals. As soon as room opened on the patio (cooler outside), they offered to move us outside and we did. A complimentary appetizer of a meatball and a mustard soup was brought out to everyone and it was superb. The fresh baked bread was brought to the table with a tomato and basil spread. 4 at the table ordered a spinach soup. The soup was presented with a grilled shrimp and a green drizzle and the chef then individually poured the soup onto the plate for everyone. For dinner, we had ordered 4 Argentine style steaks, 2 pasta dishes (1 was a yellow cream with small rotini noodles with crispy bacon on top). A really good red that is local to the area was recommended. I wish I remembered what it was but it was amazing. All in all, my individual bill was €52 after 1 bottle of Riesling, soup, and my steak. I left full, happy, pleased, and feeling the entire experience was worth more than we were charged. This was not popping in for dinner. This was a dining experience that was beautifully conducted by a very skilled chef and an extremely friendly and warm server. For a culinary journey, try this place."

Garmischer Hof

Garmischer Hof

Chamonixstraße 10, 82467 Garmisch-Partenkirchen, Germany

Fisch • Deutsch • Fleisch • Europäisch


"My wife and I aren't staying in the hotel but decided to try their restaurant because they say they're trying to promote organic ('bio') and local food, and they had some vegetarian options on the menu. J ordered grilled cod In lemon and thyme crust on a baked aubergine on a roesti, and enjoyed it very much. I chose a vegan burger which came with salad in the bun, a sauce possibly based on tofu with paprika and with potato wedges - I'm not vegan but try to avoid egg and cheese overdose. Regrettably I was underwhelmed by my choice. The 'burger' was a very soft probably potato-based croquette without enough taste, bite or texture and the sauce was also bland. After a while we did ask for mustard to liven it up. There was nothing actively unpleasant about it - it just seemed worthy and bland. When J gave feedback on my behalf, the waiter suggested I should have ordered spicy sauces to enliven it, but that really misses the point. They wouldn't have made the texture more satisfying and you shouldn't have to think of extras to enliven something you've never had before. Hoping to fill a gap I ordered a dessert of nut and apple pancake with baked plums (a special), but the pancake (cold) was also very bland. Fortunately the meal was washed down with very pleasant Ettaler bilberry liqueur.The shortcomings I felt could could partly be a difference in expectations between German 'reform'/organic eaters and me, but having had a delicious meal entirely of vegan dishes nearby a couple of nights before I'm not convinced. They've also only been doing this since June at this hotel, and it may be in the 'tuning-in' phase. I'm glad they're making the attempt to serve the organic market and people who want to eat like me. I certainly hope it will be better in future. Rating based on my feelings about my meal, not J's."