But I really wanted to go to Auerbacks Keller in Leipzig. Not only is it Michelin Rated, but very old and historical. Goethe was inspired there for a scene in Dr Faustus. Whatever pre-conceptions I had about the celler were blown away: nothing dank or mysterious about it, it's under a very modern upscale mall now. So the steps down look very inviting, very wide and marble. At the top of the stairs are two statues, one of Dr Faustus, where you can rub his foot for luck, and then some action scene from the Play. But the bummer was that both restaurants were booked for private parties. Could not get in.
There must be a fancy name for Goat Fat, but Goat Fat is what the waitress called it ... as an Amuse Bouchee' we found it lacking ... but we keep finding the outer limits of our palate, as with stinky French Cheese of some sort we never did identify ... this one was easy to disdain after a nibble, in the name of dietary prudence.
dam' this blog-software!
I had Bison in Porto Glace with mushrooms. Again, too much. But I ate it all. Absolutely deliscious in a irresponsibly gluttonous fashion...8^D ... Tender and Lean.
No dessert ... it was all we could do to waddle back to the hotel in the freezing temperature.