Stadt Biergarten - Schorndorf

Why does a beer garden have parking? Probably the protagonists can be picked up. Why did we go to the beer garden? By car? Well, we had to take care of the neighbouring electric market and then we were hungry. On something simple. But as my wife isn't driving, it was already to be questioned again. But it should not be alcohol-free beer after the last experience. But in turn. Bridge day and hot weather. You don't like creating in the garden. We were shopping. Well, I haven't even been able to pick up nix since shopping. But since I discovered early-stop for me, I've been out and out. Unfortunately, I had to go shopping and practice absenteeism in the morning. Then she slapped me mercilessly over her ear. But there should be something to eat. The Hahn’sche Biergarten, also called Stadtbiergarten, is located almost centrally in Schorndorf. On two sides surrounded by an old brick-loaded and nostalgically graceful industrial area and lined with even younger chestnut trees, he already unfolds a small view of how beautiful this could be in a few years. On Sundays there are often live music and the like. This has potential. How great the new residents will find that when the industrial broker is torn down in a couple of years and stuffed with multi-storey housing, it is put there. So we parked our barn on the “in-house” parking lot and took us to the short gravel path into the beer garden. Typical beer garden ambience received us. Chestnut trees, gravel under all feet and (table legs and at the front side a large food and beverage output. On the side there was the tract for the return of drinks and food (i.e. toilets and otherwise there was still a playground to be noted. Classic wood-planned beer garden tables and chairs populated beer garden next to numerous guests (many cyclists). But we also found a shady table that promised us. The flyers in a stand on the table told about the food, drinks and the events that should come here. On the side were also large slate boards with daily offers and the like. There is nothing great to report about the offer. Typical beer garden. As a day's offer, still tasty pig bags (price no longer familiar, I mean eight-fuffy from the previous holiday. My wife actively spoke to him. I was more like SchniPoSa (here without Sa to 7.60). A large cola (0.5l to 3.20 and a rhubarb choir (same price should quench the hunger for liquid. Then it was just as it was in a beer garden. You go to the counter and order. You pay and take the drinks with and a summer. When it hummed after a short time (here brrr-te I went to the counter and had to push me straight ahead. Discussed a slightly overwhelmed (unlearned or even versed assistive force with a customer something relevant. And that while right next to my fries on the way were to cool out. I love it... but it worked with the drips and I put the Brrrzer next to the counter. I'd probably have been able to find out every x-popular food so inattentive and distracted was the little thing. Never mind. M’r isch a honest skin ond behaves as it sounds! What did we have on that plate? The pork bags that my wife had ordered were accompanied by a mountain latezle and a thin light brown sauce. The bastards themselves immediately found favors. Very delicate and disintegrant when sharply picking up. From the consistency they were great. They tasted my wife. They were too fade to me. The late zle, quite decent and quite edible, probably very likely Convenienceware. The sauce also corresponds to the large powder container would, of course, be very sloping. When it's worn out, it's usually enough sauce. But sincerely I found her. Nevertheless, my wife found this all well edible and was quite satisfied. The salad ordered was fresh. And with an infinable pample blows. He kind of tasted. We need something but never. The salad was accompanied by two good slices of bread, which, however, was only recently opened to feel and sensitive. My carvings were fairly announced. Why don't you get caught under the heading "Frittierte". You could choose potato salad or pommes as a supplement. Since I am extremely sloppy with potato salad and there was no significant house number, I decided to make Pommes. And I got what I had ordered. Two “Biergartenschnitzel” in a consistent size and very pleasant consistency from me. Beautiful thin, delicate and with good panade. Not drinking from fat. But unfortunately also almost unworn. The Pommes were perfect. And then my problem came with such pommes. They just cooled out quickly. Thus, after a good third of the Pommesberg, it was simply a conclusion for me. Perhaps you should take some thicker pommes, but please not the unspeakable steakhousepomes, in’s offer. In total we were tired and somehow satisfied. We knew where we were and were “not disappointed”. With our rather restrained expectations, we did not experience a significant impact. But no positive surprise. Finally, the question remains what the cook is of profession. Addendum: If you look from the gravel floor, everything was so barrier-free. The separate sanitary tract, which was also extremely clean.

Why does a beer garden have parking? Probably the protagonists can be picked up. Why did we go to the beer garden? By car? Well, we had to take care of the adjacent electric market and were hungry. On something simple. But since my wife doesn't drive, it was already to question again. But it should not be alcohol-free beer after the last experience. But in return, bridge day and hot weather. You don't like creating in the garden. We were shopping. I haven't even been able to pick up nix since shopping. But since I found myself early, I've been out and out. Unfortunately, I had to buy in the morning and practice the absence. Then she beat me mercilessly. But there should be something to eat. The Hahn’sche Biergarten, also called Stadtbiergarten, is located almost centrally in Schorndorf. On two sides, surrounded by an old stone-loaded and nostalgic graceful industrial area and fed with even younger chestnut trees, he already reveals a small look at how beautiful this could be in a few years. On Sunday there are often live music and the like. This has potential. How great this will find the new residents who live there when the industrial broker is torn down in a few years and filled with multi-storey apartments. So we parked our barn in the "in-house" parking lot and brought us to the short gravel path into the beer garden. Typical beer garden ambience received us. chestnut trees, gravel under all feet and (table legs and on the front a large food and beverage production. On the side there was a tract for the return of drinks and food (pronounced: toilets and otherwise a playground was to be observed. Classic wooden beer garden tables and chairs populated beer garden next to numerous guests (many cyclists). But we also found a shady table that promised us. The flyers at a stand on the table told about food, drinks and the events that should come here. On the side were also large slate plates with daily offers and the like. There is nothing great to report about the offer. Typical beer garden. As a daily offer, still delicious pork bags (price no longer known, I mean fifty-eight from the previous holiday. My wife spoke actively with him. I was more like SchniPoSa (here without Sa until 7.60). A large Cola (0.5l to 3.20 and a Rhabarb Choir (same price should quench the hunger for liquid. Then it was just like in a beer garden. You go to the counter and order. You pay and take the drinks with and a summer. When it humiliated after a short time (here brr-te I went to the counter and had to push me straight ahead. Discussed a somewhat overwhelmed (unearned or even sedated help forced something relevant with a customer. And while I was on my way right next to my fries, cool off. I love it... but it worked with the droplets, and I put the Brrzer next to the counter. I could probably have found out every x-popular food, so inconspicuous and distracted was the little one. Never mind. M’r is an honest skin to behave as it sounds! What do we have on the plate? The pig bags my wife had ordered were accompanied by a mountain latency and a thin light brown sauce. The bastards themselves immediately found favors. Very delicate and disintegrate when they pick up sharply. From consistency they were great. They tasted my wife. You were too fade for me. The late zle, quite decent and quite edible, probably very likely convenienceware. The sauce also corresponds to the large powder container, which of course would drop very much. When it's worn, it's usually enough sauce. But sincerely I found her. Nevertheless, my wife found it all well edible and was quite satisfied. The ordered salad was fresh. And with an endless pamper. He cost. We need something, but never. The salad was accompanied by two good bread slices, but recently opened to feel and sensitive. My carvings were quite announced. Why are you not caught under the heading "Frittierte". You can choose potato salad or pommes as a supplement. Since I am very sloppy with potato salad and there was no significant house number, I chose Pommes. And I got what I ordered. Two “Biergartenschnitzel” in constant size and very pleasant consistency from me. Nicely thin, delicate and with good panade. Don't drink fat. But unfortunately also almost dishonest. The Pommes were perfect. And then my problem came with such pommes. They just cooled out quickly. So after a good third of the Pommesberg it was just a conclusion for me. Maybe you should take some thicker pommes, but don't ask the inexpressible steakhousepomes. Overall, we were tired and somehow satisfied. We knew where we were and were “not disappointed”. With our rather restrained expectations, we have no significant impact. But no positive surprise. Finally, the question remains what the cook is of profession. Annex: When you look from the gravel floor, everything was so barrier-free. The separate sanitary tract, which was also extremely clean.