Rather than struggle to book a visit to the Reichstag Building, we decided to make a reservation at its rooftop restaurant, instead. Obviously, the main draw of Käfer Dachgarten-Restaurant is its views of Berlin, so the food was passable though quite large in portion sizing.
My significant other ordered the breaded schnitzel of veal: potato-leek-salad, roasted la ratte potatoes, wild cranverries, leaf salad.
I ordered the meatball of veal with caper sauce: risolee potatoes, peas, pearl onions, caper berries, and shiitake mushrooms.
Käfer Dachgarten-Restaurant im Deutschen Bundestag, Platz der Republik 1, 11011 Berlin
OMG! You’re killing me! In 1977, when I was 17 and on a once- in- my-lifetime trip (on a singing your) to Germany, weinerschnitzel became my favorite food in the whole world! I ate it every single day for lunch and dinner while I was there. After coming back to live my dreary life in the States, everytime I went to a German restaurant (for years) I would order it and every time it was nothing like in Germany. I had finally put it out of mind and then you post the mouth watering pic at the top of this post. NOONAaaaaaaaS!
(There is a small restaurant in Frankenmuth, Michigan that gets it closer than anywhere else I’ve been but the meat is tough and doesn’t have that melt in your mouth thing that Germany restaurants make it do. I asked how can I get the real deal and a little granny came to my table and said “You’d have to come to my house to get that.” Alas, the way she said it was cute and we all laughed but I knew the offer was not real.) I’m wailing…NOONaaaaaaaaS! 😭
It sounds like you need to save up for a return trip to Germany. You can be reunited with your first love.
I’m an old lady now. All my savings go to new houses every so many years. But every now and then I head to Frankenmuth and eat the dish that vaguely tastes like the heavenly dish I remember. *with pomme frits!*