What the Americans call 'pretzels' pale in comparison to the authentic (and incredibly fresh)…read more'butterbrezel' that we devoured at Das Mo. Not once, but twice...we had to go back the next day for more.
On our first visit here, we were with a large group...which probably accounted for the spotty service. (It took over 30 minutes to get my drink.) But, our leberkase and potato salad were both really good (OK...not as great as my first unforgettable leberkase in Viktualienmarkt in Munich, but respectably close). On our second visit, we had Schweizer Wurstsalat...a new favorite of mine. It was not so filling...leaving plenty of room for that butterbretzel. Service was perfect this time...and, the place was crowded with happy beer-drinking faces. The highlight...the construction apprentices dressed in traditional garb asking for support during their year long unpaid training. That's 2 Euros I consider really well invested...