Inside Finyas Taverne

Stephanie from the Smile Hotel insisted that we stop in her friend's restaurant. It was right in the center of the deserted cool part of town. The interior was even even nicer than I expected. Very Olde Worlde. There was no one else inside other than a pair of waiters who let us look around. When Stephanie's friend, the owner or manager, showed-up we asked about coming back for dinner. She practically laughed in our faces. "On Fasching?" Meanwhile the place was totally vacant. German restaurants have a weird code when it comes to reservations. They will leave a table vacant all night with a "Reservation" sign on it until the person making the reservation shows up. An American restauranteur would find a way to fit you in and out before the reservation time. For a German one customer per table per night is good enough.