Bratwursthaus - Bochum

Hurra, finally back in the Ruhr area. In the country of sausage bars and drinking halls. I was often in Herne since childhood to expose the relationship with visits. There were other, even more interesting highlights for me than the long coffee sessions at corner benches and flower laying on graves. Friday evening at Herner EV's home game. Or Saturday afternoon by subway to Bochum to VfL. Or Sunday to Westfalia Herne or the DSC Wanne-Eickel. In any case, the program was always the family purchase at the Greek barbecue at the corner, which was then enjoyed at the Grandma: Currywurst with Pommes! For South German palates fantastic delicious, because there was nothing here, except on the Rummelplatz. Tastefully but still a difference of several worlds. This time I'm on my way with a buddy in Bochum. 15.30 a.m. to 1899 a.m. 2:0 was won. The hunger for curry sausage could not wait until 1:0. The sauce of the sausage or the small handful sausage pieces was really spicy. Good mood and luckily in the weather we go to the evening program. To the Bermuda triangle Bochum. The pub district with the supposedly largest pub density in Germany. And actually there is, I call it the main piece of the mile, a pub after the other, from large to very small. Not to be overlooked here is the Bratwursthaus. Large parasols and large beer benches stand for the clientele. Of course it is self-service. We put ourselves in the snake and fix the approaching big menu. The resolute woman in the pane speaks loudly and quickly taps everything. At the same time, the customer can see what he indicates in the display. That's good, because she got me wrong first. I'll take the CPM menu. Currywurst, Pommes with Majo. It should not be explained to a great extent. And Currywurst Special orders the buddy. Like CPM, only with onions extra. As a dessert there is a piece of chocolate cake in the plastic bowl with lid. Sausage and pommes are filled into cartons. Black plastic fork. And yet a Moritz Fiege must be there (this is DAS Bier in Bochum). Let's go to the square at one of the long tables. We're early enough. Some bottles and food residues from predecessors are still on the tables. The weather has changed. It blows a sometimes tight wind and wet also comes from above. But the shields are big enough that we are not wet. The Klecks Majo on the Pommes is big enough for the Pommes. The sauce is also abundant. But what should I write? Has the tasteful level of Christmas markets in southern Germany. Deception on the tongue. The sausage in the stadium probably hanged the measuring and expectation bar. Because she tasted better. The Brownie is beautiful like a dessert, but for us too much at this moment. It tastes really good and delicious, but we can't do it. The Bratwursthaus also offers burgers, salads and pinsa, a kind of pizza. A delivery service, of course. And an online shop. I order other sauces like the tried curry sauce the original. Chilisauce or onion sauce. And of course there is a fever. In the next VfL home game we probably find a barbecue at the corner. Like before.

Hurra, finally back in the Ruhr area. In the country of sausage bars and drinking halls. I was often in Herne since childhood to expose the relationship with visits. There were other, even more interesting highlights for me than the long coffee sessions at corner benches and flower laying on graves. Friday evening at Herner EV's home game. Or Saturday afternoon by subway to Bochum to VfL. Or Sunday to Westfalia Herne or the DSC Wanne-Eickel. In any case, the program was always the family purchase at the Greek barbecue at the corner, which was then enjoyed at the Grandma: Currywurst with Pommes! For South German palates fantastic delicious, because there was nothing here, except on the Rummelplatz. Tastefully but still a difference of several worlds. This time I'm on my way with a buddy in Bochum. 15.30 a.m. to 1899 a.m. 2:0 was won. The hunger for curry sausage could not wait until 1:0. The sauce of the sausage or the small handful sausage pieces was really spicy. Good mood and luckily in the weather we go to the evening program. To the Bermuda triangle Bochum. The pub district with the supposedly largest pub density in Germany. And actually there is, I call it the main piece of the mile, a pub after the other, from large to very small. Not to be overlooked here is the Bratwursthaus. Large parasols and large beer benches stand for the clientele. Of course it is self-service. We put ourselves in the snake and fix the approaching big menu. The resolute woman in the pane speaks loudly and quickly taps everything. At the same time, the customer can see what he indicates in the display. That's good, because she got me wrong first. I'll take the CPM menu. Currywurst, Pommes with Majo. It should not be explained to a great extent. And Currywurst Special orders the buddy. Like CPM, only with onions extra. As a dessert there is a piece of chocolate cake in the plastic bowl with lid. Sausage and pommes are filled into cartons. Black plastic fork. And yet a Moritz Fiege must be there (this is DAS Bier in Bochum). Let's go to the square at one of the long tables. We're early enough. Some bottles and food residues from predecessors are still on the tables. The weather has changed. It blows a sometimes tight wind and wet also comes from above. But the shields are big enough that we are not wet. The Klecks Majo on the Pommes is big enough for the Pommes. The sauce is also abundant. But what should I write? Has the tasteful level of Christmas markets in southern Germany. Deception on the tongue. The sausage in the stadium probably hanged the measuring and expectation bar. Because she tasted better. The Brownie is beautiful like a dessert, but for us too much at this moment. It tastes really good and delicious, but we can't do it. The Bratwursthaus also offers burgers, salads and pinsa, a kind of pizza. A delivery service, of course. And an online shop. I order other sauces like the tried curry sauce the original. Chilisauce or onion sauce. And of course there is a fever. In the next VfL home game we probably find a barbecue at the corner. Like before.

Hurra, finally back in the Ruhr area. In the country of sausage bars and drinking halls. I was often in Herne since childhood to expose the relationship with visits. There were other, even more interesting highlights for me than the long coffee sessions at corner benches and flower laying on graves. Friday evening at Herner EV's home game. Or Saturday afternoon by subway to Bochum to VfL. Or Sunday to Westfalia Herne or the DSC Wanne-Eickel. In any case, the program was always the family purchase at the Greek barbecue at the corner, which was then enjoyed at the Grandma: Currywurst with Pommes! For South German palates fantastic delicious, because there was nothing here, except on the Rummelplatz. Tastefully but still a difference of several worlds. This time I'm on my way with a buddy in Bochum. 15.30 a.m. to 1899 a.m. 2:0 was won. The hunger for curry sausage could not wait until 1:0. The sauce of the sausage or the small handful sausage pieces was really spicy. Good mood and luckily in the weather we go to the evening program. To the Bermuda triangle Bochum. The pub district with the supposedly largest pub density in Germany. And actually there is, I call it the main piece of the mile, a pub after the other, from large to very small. Not to be overlooked here is the Bratwursthaus. Large parasols and large beer benches stand for the clientele. Of course it is self-service. We put ourselves in the snake and fix the approaching big menu. The resolute woman in the pane speaks loudly and quickly taps everything. At the same time, the customer can see what he indicates in the display. That's good, because she got me wrong first. I'll take the CPM menu. Currywurst, Pommes with Majo. It should not be explained to a great extent. And Currywurst Special orders the buddy. Like CPM, only with onions extra. As a dessert there is a piece of chocolate cake in the plastic bowl with lid. Sausage and pommes are filled into cartons. Black plastic fork. And yet a Moritz Fiege must be there (this is DAS Bier in Bochum). Let's go to the square at one of the long tables. We're early enough. Some bottles and food residues from predecessors are still on the tables. The weather has changed. It blows a sometimes tight wind and wet also comes from above. But the shields are big enough that we are not wet. The Klecks Majo on the Pommes is big enough for the Pommes. The sauce is also abundant. But what should I write? Has the tasteful level of Christmas markets in southern Germany. Deception on the tongue. The sausage in the stadium probably hanged the measuring and expectation bar. Because she tasted better. The Brownie is beautiful like a dessert, but for us too much at this moment. It tastes really good and delicious, but we can't do it. The Bratwursthaus also offers burgers, salads and pinsa, a kind of pizza. A delivery service, of course. And an online shop. I order other sauces like the tried curry sauce the original. Chilisauce or onion sauce. And of course there is a fever. In the next VfL home game we probably find a barbecue at the corner. Like before.

Walked minutes from our hotel, based on reviews. It’s well worth it. My first curry wurst experience, and it was delicious

Visited for an authentic experience of Germany. Great first experience. Very tasty and will eat it again