A Munching Marathon through Munich

In four hours, two men take on 12 dishes of Germanic goodness
It’s 4 a.m. and I’m in a Black Cab on my way from St. John’s Wood to Gatwick Airport with Chowzter co-founder and chairman Jeffrey Merrihue. Watching streetlights fly by, I dream of the onslaught of bratwurst, weisswurst, pretzels, Wiener schnitzel and more that waits at the end of our early-morning journey to Munich.

We land in the Bavarian capital around 9:15 a.m. and jump in a taxi for Marienplatz, the city's main square since 1158. By Bavarian tradition, we must try the weisswurst before the massive clock tower in the plaza strikes noon. We find the Restaurant am Marienplatz, a culinary centerpiece of the plaza, known for inventing the weisswurst in 1857. We quickly find a table and order.