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| - I had completely forgotten about this place until I saw this on my feed recently. Although it's been a while, seeing the name brought back some random memories.
Not by choice, I was taken here by some people I was staying with while visiting Las Vegas. From what I recall, I believe this was part of a business get-together, obviously off the clock. First thing I thought of when we walked into the vast dining room was an ivy league university cafeteria of years past. There were long dark-wooded tables (or they were pushed together, it's a blur) and the acoustics were terrible, meaning the singing/music that would come later on would fill the room to the extreme. If you were trashed, either you were covering your ears from the noise with your head down on that table, or better yet, you were joining in the singing although you didn't speak a word of German (don't worry, most there probably don't either).
German food is not my specialty (I can only think of things I tolerate, like Black Forest Cake and pretzels, and then a bunch of other things I don't eat). Pretty much made this a pretzel-night and damn, they obviously do these treats proud. Normally not one to slather this in mustard, they had this amazing mustard that really blended the flavor. There were a couple other dipping sauces provided but I stayed faithful to that mustard.
Definitely not a place I would select myself, but I made the most of it. The company was certainly interesting, and I do have to admit, everyone seemed to be having a grand time, whether slapping each other on the back, clinking beer mugs, or just laughing in general. God, I might have actually had fun. I imagine a fight would be epic here, if one were to break out (none did while I was there, thankfully).
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