In a beautiful residential area close to the Isar, a millrace nearby. You feel this is pre-tourist Munich. The Wirtshaus is filled to capacity by locals on a Sunday evening. The leek soup is creamy, the duck (a house specialty) is worth a detour: tender and tasty. The male waiting staff wears lederhosen. No music, just the sound of a multitude of happy diners.
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