I don't know much about Germany before coming over but I certainly heard a lot about German's love affair with their beer and you will see that love during Oktoberfest. The picture of locals and tourist alike swinging a 1L Beer Maß ( Tankard) up in the air in salutation, shouting out, ''zum Wohl!'' or ''Prost!'' before tipping its contents to their waiting throats is just so inviting.I feel thirsty by just looking at it and I don't even drink! That is partying with capital letter P and I want in! Women in colorful Dirndl, men in butt hugging Lederhosen ( lether shorts) all holding half empty beer mugs wanting more. You will never see Germans looking so happy.Alas, my man who although loves beer, hates big crowd and Munich, Stuttgart as well as other big cities here in Germany draws up to 6 millions visitors a year during this 16-day long hard celebration!
I have been wanting to be in the middle of it all and after some persuasion FF finally said yes . However, he wants to go to the fair with a group of people, claiming that it's not our typical quiet dinner for two. We would be sharing the gigantic wooden tent with hundreds and thousands of other guests. After all those beers and pretzels, crowd gets louder , moods more boisterous, spirits higher and the only way not feel left out among the the half intoxicated yelling, singing and dancing is to go there in a group. The more friends or family you have the better. And so it was planned, we're suppose to go as a group of 6 , we will be taking the train since everybody will be drinking and nobody is driving. All these talks sound so serious that I can't help but be whopped up . I was even looking for the traditional Bavarian Dirndl to wear. Screw the cold weather, Mama's not here so I'm showing off some dodos! Life is full of disappointments but at least my dodos stayed all decently wrapped up and warm because for some reason, one group member to the other went down with a problem. Kids got sick, dog got sick, they got sick and in the end there's just FF and me ! That practically turn his party torch off to oblivion. We ended up not going. So no dodo show for you,thank you very much!
Before I could tear off a strip on him for my lost dream, Mr.Spontaneous decided to treat me dinner instead . He somehow knew that nothings make me forget about my impediment than me,silently communing with a thick slab of succulent meat. He promised to take me to a place that even his well travelled and gourmet boss praised to the skies, claiming to have eaten the best steak in his life there. I was wrench out of my sulky mood and was barely able to hide my enthusiasm and my salivating gums . Nothing perks me more up than the idea of food. Oktoberfest!What Oktoberfest? Off we go to Achern instead with him on the wheels.
We arrived at 7 in the evening and the place was already packed to the hilt. There are two huge, open fireplaces in the restaurant which are used to grill the proteins. There's a subtle smell of burned meat and fat that undulates the air, tantalizing our nostrils. Our seat was just beside one of the fireplace that I could faintly hear how the meat sizzles as it touches the hot grill. I'm loving the sound. The crackling fire gives a cozy feel, it's like being at home but with a capable chef to silently cheer on.
Menu was pretty limited, comprising mainly of steaks. It took me less than a minute to decide what to order.
Everytime I order steak here in Germany, I always take the one with ''Rostzwiebel'' or fried onion and here in Grillstube Rose, they do steaks and the onions good. Really,really guuuuud. Meat seared to perfection, smokey, juicy, delicious, The crispy and sweet fried onion gives the meat a nice aromatic nudge. Portion is huge but not overly so that chewed meat stays in your tummy and won't be leaking out of you left nostril.
Since I was upset, I was allowed to order whatever I want. I can't make up my mind between crisscut fries and curly fries so I end up ordering both! One can't simply have enough fried carbs! I felt much better and pretty much spoilt rotten as I dug my way thru the fried taters. Ahhh life is good!
Three kinds of sauces were serve with the steaks. Garlic , curry and pepper sauce. Each sauce has its own unique tang to suit different palates. I was almost french kissing the garlic sauce while FF enjoyed the peppery one. We did not order any salad, knowing full well that all those meats need every bit of space our stomach could offer. We did not miss it though. Sated and full that we are, we ordered and shared 1 dessert, it was enough for both of us.
Ice cream fondue with 5 scoops of grocery bought vanilla ice cream, served with 6 different sauces. Chocolate, banana puree, caramel ( our favorite) , raspberry, kiwi and strawberry. The whole thing was drizzle with Liqueur and was set ablaze before our eyes for a bit of dramatic presentation. I was for a minutes in awed, grinning sillily and probably resembles a 3 year old inside Toys R Us but I can't help it. I love little theatrical shows like this on my table.
Dinner was very satisfying, but unlike FF's chef, I could not honestly say that it was the best steak I have ever eaten. It was pretty good though and for less than 16 Euro/Steak without the side dishes, we could hardly complain about the prices. Will I be joining the happy crowd in the Oktoberfest next year? That I could not guarantee, but one thing I am sure though, I will be going back to this place again.
|Adresse:||Mönsbacher Str. 1|
|Öffnungszeiten:||Mi-Sa ab 18:00; So und Feiertags ab 16:00|