A Munching Marathon through Munich

We find the Spatenhaus an de Oper just a few blocks from the Marienplatz. Two dishes down and we are still hungry as we sit at our outdoor table and order the wiener schnitzel and a large appetizer called pfifferlinge. “I have a feeling I won’t be full until the currywurst (the dish we planned to eat later in the day).” Jeff declares. He would soon eat his words. As the waiter brings our first course, our eyes widen and jaws drop as he places the pfifferlinge on the table. Jeff and I smile as we devour the two German potato dumpling balls bathed in a delicious cream sauce studded with parsley flakes and tiny mushrooms.