When trying to get reservations for my Northern Irish firefighters friends earlier this year (like in March) of course I went for two tables in one of the “big‿ tents – a vain endeavor. So then I tried the “small‿ ones (Poschner, Wildmoser, Hochreiter), thinking the short end of the blanket is better than being left out in the cold. Wildmoser confirmed two tables, and this place, to my most pleasant surprise, is hot!
The tent seats 320 people and is decorated in a down-home Alpine style that is not obtrusively down-your-throat Bavarian, you sit at a proper table on proper benches with comfortably high backs and plenty of elbow room. The beer, served by quick, friendly and unflurried waitresses, is Hacker-Pschorr, fairly light as Märzenbier goes; for those not that into Helles they also offer Weißbier. The menu has your standard Oktoberfest food – half chicken, Obatzda, snacky stuff, various kinds of soup – and yummy specialties such as half a roast duck (big duck, too!), Southern fried chicken and chicken curry. Everyone agreed that the food was delicious, well cooked and worth the price.
Prices range from €3.90 for the chicken noodle soup to €17.90 for the roast duck with potato Knödel, half a chicken sets you back €7.90 (or maybe €8.90, I should have stolen a menu). The beer is just about the cheapest going, €7.50 for a generally well-filled Maß.
The music doesn’t start until 7pm, it’s a duo called “Die Zwei‿ (makes sense). They started out with traditional Bavarian stuff but as the evening progressed they performed rock’n’roll medleys, Latin rhythms (samba, salsa), DJ Ötzi songs and – every German’s favorites – German hits from the early 70’s. And that is where the benches come in handy – they are wide enough to not just bounce up and down but really dance on, and the waitresses even encourage it. As for dancing in the aisles, it is de rigueur, the waitresses make their way without shouting or scolding, everyone has a really good time. I think the ice between the tables broke when the first conga chain started and everyone was hands on everyone else.
Wildmoser himself was there at the beginning of the evening, greeting people and chatting, and again at closing time when he stood at the door with a smile and kind word for everybody, no matter if they were regulars or fly-by-nights like us. All in all, I highly recommend this tent for a really good time without drunks, gropers of any nation and burly security guards telling you to stop having fun.
A big thank you, too, to the attendees of the Return of the Northern Irish Do, for being such good company and contributing to the fantastic atmosphere.
