This is, by far, the best German restaurant within 500 miles. I feel humbled and literally unworthy to know about this place. The chef served the Grand Duke of Luxembourg for Pete's sake. Going to a chain restaurant is an insult when you know this is available. Two German red ales and the black bread stuff you. When the appetizer and entree arrive, they're just for taking home. The owners are real people, salty, and gracious. Great music and ambience. The selection of kegged German beer is whopping. Make sure to have someone designated to drive, because this stuff ain't Budweiser. One large, heavy mug of this genuine German ale will slap your face even if you drink regularly. The loaves of black bread alone I wanted to stuff in my pockets like a street urchin for later. The rouladen, wursts and schnitzels were all impeccable. I felt as if I'd stolen something on the way back to the car. Even though I work hard, I don't deserve to eat this well.