REMEMBER THE MANNE's Biergarten
Now I know PDC is home to some great Aztecan, Mayan, Oaxacan and traditional Yucatan Mexican restaurants. And you can also find some excellent purveyors of Italian and Argentinean dishes every day, right here in this town. But you could have kissed my old, dirty frankfurter when I was surprised to find an actual German beer garden located just minutes away. Tucked in, right next door to the perennially delicious Romero's Italian Restaurant was Manne's Biergarten, and it was straight out of the fatherland.
We were joined this evening by our dear Bostonian friends who highly recommended this establishment. At first, the place seems small even from PDC standards, but if you look around enough, you'll discover the semi-secret backyard, open air biergarten around the back corner. Sweet!
So, while our dinner partners were seriously discussing how wicked haaard it was to leave PDC to return to Boaaastin, (BTW-I have zero Texas accent!) I reviewed the generous menu. Tons of sausages, schnitzels, potato salads and even a pig knuckle littered the list. Plus, more biers than you'd ever really need. But this, being Sunday, it as the special Prime Rib & baked potato night. Yum. Unfortunately, I had just devoured a tasty bone-in ribeye/ baked potato dinner just two nights before. So, when our fem friend quickly ordered a brat sausage sandwich with potato salad, I decided to follow her lead. Now I must note that my sausage loving partner, Miss Boston, had just recently fully recovered from some new-age sleep apnea surgical procedure. While she claims the procedure has changed her life in the best of ways, I did decline the opportunity to touch her scar. Guess I'm superstitious. My trusting yet sometimes extremely suspicious wife ordered the roasted half chicken & fries. Mr. Boston went with the night's theme and requested the special dinner. I have to admit that while my mind was jealous of his highly carnivorous & probably scrumptious beef selection, my slightly bulging stomach concurred with my sausage order and that will be my final answer, Regis.
As the solo, talented and slightly weathered musician stood out front, earnestly playing Beatles and other assorted love songs, we continued to trade our sometimes-witty tales, too funny stories and otherwise engaging conversation with our interesting and inspiring friends. Then the food arrived. Just let me net it down- all good eats. The sausage and bun were great tasting. The potato salad was sublime and really familiarly good. My dedicated yet sometime highly aloof wife claimed her roasted chicken was both savory and perfecto. The Prime Rib dinner quickly disappeared, so I can only assume it was very good.
Very attentive and friendly service, fair prices and fun vibe at Manne's. And the somewhat heavy food was as wonderful as was spending some quality time with our smart, funny and gracious friends from Beantown. And, of course their noisy and funky Rhino. read more