After drinking the prerequsite german beer I switched to my old favorite - gin and tonic. While looking over the menu my eye caught a waitress walking by with a plate of sauerkraut topped with an enormous pig knuckle. That settled matters, I had to have one. It was cooked to perfection with melt-in-your-mouth pork underneath the real delicacy, crunchy skin, impervious to a knife, that had to be broken by hand .
This establishment is owned by Germans and there was a large contingency of German patrons who were quite easy to detect when breaking into song and swaying to the music.
Mike and Marisol
The first beer
De Anne in the conga line (behind the red dress)
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