"0"^^ . . "0"^^ . "2"^^ . "Looking back, I realize I was trying to do the impossible. I went here hoping that it would be a genuine replica of that famous Bavarian brewery that first introduced me to beer. I went here with visions of pork shoulder, giant soft pretzles, and, of course, liters of delicious beer.\n\nI guess one out of three ain't bad.\n\nThis Hofbrauhaus isn't much to look at outside, but once you step in the dining hall, you realize very quickly what you're getting into. The setup is very true to the original: high celings, an oompah band, and short skirted waitresses. Slowly, however, things started seeping in. The closest thing that the band came to a genuine German song was the 'chicken dance'. I looked all around for those big pretzles that compliment their beer so much, only to find out that the pretzle that comes with your meal is of the small, hard variety. I was very dissapointed at the size of the portions, too. My girlfriend got a sausage entree & it came with a minimum of sides: a pretzle. We had to share my plate, the 'Schweinebraten'. The food was good, but I really expected more. Aren't German dishes supposed to fill you up?\n\nI was very satisfied with the beer, though. It tasted like it did three years ago, and they stick to the original or dunkel. When it comes to beer, you don't come here for variety, you come for quality.\n\nAlso, it was really loud, so don't come here expecting a nice, quiet dinner with your sweetheart.\n\nTo recap: The food was good, but a ripoff, the beer was great, & the atmosphere mediocre at best. I know I set the bar high, but even with that factored in it wasn't that great of an experience. Would I come back? Only if someone else is paying."^^ . "1"^^ . "2008-01-14T00:00:00"^^ . . .