bohemian biergarten

we were looking for a decent german restaurant and found it in boulder.  the schnitzel plate is awesome and don't forget to get the desert...black forest cake.  great service, great ambience and very nice location.  i highly recommend this quaint biergarten ..

to try to find someone unpleasant and rude in boulder is a bit like trying to find roast dodo for thanksgiving... you're going to be looking a long time.

however the bohemian biergarten is notable for having the most unpleasant and ignorant bar tenders i've ever encountered - and this is an international honour. firstly the bar was left unattended for ages at a busy time. when i signalled i would like service, the bar tender, (obviously peeved that i had the gall and affront to ask him to do his job) flounced over with a pout that would have made a vogue front cover (other than the fact he was an aesthetically challenged male).

we had an argument about id'ing me (i'm 42 and not exactly the type for botox and moisturiser) and the fact that my id had expired. of course it had not, only in the us does the month comes before the day. when i politely pointed that out to him, his equally unpleasant colleague suggested that the "rest of the world needs to catch up". you're right sunshine, let's suggest that to the united nations. then both bartenders flounced off to do something other than tending bars, not even providing a bill, i was left for a minute in confusion as i waited for it.

a waitress was so embarrassed about the professionalism of her colleagues that she knocked some money off our bill. thank you so much dear, i hope you manage to fid a better job soon. this place has great potential, it's a very cool venue, just sadly let down by its "affirmative action for neanderthals" recruitment policy.

my partner hates this place because the wait staff is slow, arrogant and rude. i agree with him, but i loved my brat and beer. it was cozy at 5 pm and not too terribly busy. i'll go back when i get a hankering for heavy food, i guess with a friend;)
i came here for music with a visitor on a friday night this spring. the venue was fun and the band was amazing but i was pretty pissed off that they took our money for a cover when there was only one song left for the night. honest business people make for better reviews.

i love the atmosphere, the waiters are great (and gorgeous, as a sidenote. if you want burly, bearded men to serve you your beer, look no further) the beer is delicious, but as it so often happens when i visit boulder, i can't stand the clientele. i don't know what it is about boulder's college students, but they basically make me want to claw my eyes out, and they gravitate towards this place like a sad, drunk moth to a beer-burning flame. as great as the atmosphere is, you can't really appreciate it when it's crowded, and it's impossible to carry a conversation with the amount of noise surrounding you. overall, i'll likely go again, but this place won't ever be my first choice on a saturday night.

love it, aside the spacy waiter!. walked through the door...then a curtain (genius in colorado) to a high, open ceiling-ed but cozy, rich, warm, dark wooded, painted inside with family style seating and a bar. a pleasant escape from the blustery, blinding wind blown snow.
large menu full of german, austrian, and all those countries delicious, sausage-y fair. it was hard to make a decision, but luckily they offer "sampler" plates including charcuterie, pierogies, sausages, etc. we ended up with a sampler plate of sausage, pierogies, goulash, sauer & blau krauts, and... french fries. sausage was plain, nothing special, but had a great char to them. pierogies were potato and spinach. both were delicious, but boiled. i would have liked to see them finish with a pan fry with onions and garlic. blaukraut was super overcooked and a little sweet and bland for my taste; sauerkraut was also overcooked but had a good kick of caraway. fries were good - food service - aside from sitting in liquid and growing soggy towards the bottom of the nest. a couple paltry slices of awesome salty, doughy pretzel bread. (i knew i should have ordered the giant pretzel.) the star here was the goulash. i wish i had just ordered a huge bowl of that wonderfully paprika-d stew. yum!
decent beer selection (which to me is if you have a local stout, i'm happy) and a full bar with a fancy hippy bar tender who probably would have rather shook up some wonky liquor drinks than poured a couple beers.
waiter was one of those hipsters with his tight short pants, suspenders, thread-bare facial strings, little fancy hat, and totally high off his gourd. sometimes i have to remember pot is legal in this state. he was nice and attentive though. and the owner is a real european dude, so that's cool.