The simple pleasures of beering locally. I'm older now, and simple beer pleasures are the most meaningful to me. They tend to be encountered locally. It is my aim to get unplugged and explore some of them, slowly and thoughtfully. I'd tell you where it's leading, except that I've no idea ... and that's the whole point of the journey: To find out.
Friday, September 12, 2014
A photo a day while I was away: Gaststätte Ambrosius in Berlin.
Our Berlin "hotel" was a wonderful Airbnb property located on Einemstrasse, south of the Tiergarten park and east of Zoo Station. Recalling that 70% of the city was destroyed in WWII, the area around our lodging is mostly newer construction, but with a sprinkling of surviving older buildings. It's a genuine neighborhood.
Often we speak of hotel bars, and how most are wretched but some quite good. Obviously our host didn't have a bar attached to her apartment, although just meters away, to the left of the building's entrance and facing the main street, lies this solid local eatery: Gaststätte Ambrosius.
Here's the draft list (with 0,3 liter and 0,4 liter pricing ... actually a bit higher at the time of our visit):
Berliner Pilsener 2,30 € 2,80 €
Warsteiner 2,40 € 2,90 €
Krusovice Schwarzbier 2,40 € 2,90 €
I didn't bother with Warsteiner. The Pilsner was nicely representative, and the Czech dark lager pleasingly dry, and less sweet than these usually are.
For dinner, there was goulash soup (beef) and East Prussian meatballs with white caper sauce, boiled potatoes and beet root. It seemed an appropriate choice, given that my ancestors spent quite some millenia working as peasants on Junker estates.
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