I'll have to roll with the G on this one....as much as I marveled at the Uber-fucken-Fraulein carrying several of the heavy steins with minimal spillage and the kooky made-for-tourists accordion action going on up front....one has to be in the proper mindset to come down here. In other words, at least 0.2 blood alcohol level already from the neighboring establishments.
I came here with my cousin after seeing the new Alice In Chains at The Joint, and we were relatively sober and hungry. Bad choice. Place was banging (Saturday night, naturally) and it was hard to get servers' attention.
I would give the Brau another chance, maybe the timing was off. Maybe we should have just gone back across the street, got hot dogs, pounded Jager, and peed on the Body English line. I'll definitely come back for lunch. Since Joyce is from Guam. And I'm from Guam. Score!