I'm not a fan of using exclusive international rating guides to find swell places to stay or eat when i'm wandering around stranger in a strange land-like. I prefer to follow my nose using a map instead of gps, and if i want a suggestion and if my phone has internet access, well then my fellow yelpers guide me. they better suit my low-brow (no offense) orientation in life anyway. But let's stop here and get down to it, michelin whatnot just isn't relevant to this writer in the first place, given that we're a mental case distracted by a constant tinnital hum in A minor pentatonic that emanates from the id much as the 3 degrees kelvin cosmic background radiation causes constant static on an empty radio frequency or visualized as "snow" on a tv non-station. frankly, i do the best with what's left so you expect more for the price of entry?. surely by now you know enough to expect something diseased anyway, no? especially consider i'm back in germany two weeks now.
Anyway, to get back to the point of it all and i'll appreciate your not asking more questions from here on, Michelin joints at the upper spectral end have often left me feeling like I should have enjoyed it more than I did. But i'm happy enough if i forget the food because these places are definitely at their best due to their wine lists. (and that's where I'm more inclined to be fussy anyway and that only because I really do know wtf I'm talking about. in my book it's worth a trip to chablis just to drink real deal aged chablis like at Hostellerie des clos; you can't get this stuff outside that area, paris aside.)
This particular place in this elegant and historic town of Schwerin isn't on the Good Gulf map aka la guide michelin but it is well regarded on bib gourmand. Not that such a merit badge means anything to me as i indicated on and on and on earlier, but this for some reason did in fact speak to my more impressionable companion. so what did I know or, for that matter... really to get down to the dozen, and considering all other priorities involved here... care? how much north german peasant fare like grünkohl mit pinkel und bratkartoffeln can you eat anyway?
So, for a rather princely sum dinner here was elegant and of course all was deliciously hausgemacht, but best of all accompanied by a couple of fine Rheingau rieslings with maybe 9 years' bottle age that exceeded the quality and price of the total food bill. In the end we walked out into the cold december night alles gut, with that nasty blues rock hum that seems to be always buzzing my ears for only me to hear, message from my perverse subconscious as its way of internally besmirching and sweeping out the vibe of old europe and la bib gourmand. Oh, the food? yeah ok on that, but better yet companion happy. what i could really go for now is some mezcal with a cabrito asado burrito but won't be in austin for another month. read more