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So I wasn't expecting to, but I had sent this restaurant review (including directions) to a friend this morning before heading out, and lo and behold, where did we end up tonight? Seriously fabulous beer, which, I can say without cultural reservation, there is a dearth of around here.

Loreley is exactly what it ought to be, which is to say, I had a smashing time and I wouldn't change a thing. It's a tiny place and it filled up fast. Fortunately we had already snagged our table in the corner.

My my my. The beer was a treat. We tried a pilsner and two different heffeweissens (Maisel's and another which doesn't seem to be on the otherwise fabulous site).

Dinner wasn't like the stuff at the chain German restaurants which usually includes marguerita pizza and very Japanese salads. We had pretzels (okay, kitschy but they were good), a fabulous salad of pickled herring with dill (there was a lot more before I took the picture but we ate so fast I forgot to get a good one), fried potatoes with eggs and pickles and an abundance of sausages.

Then we started to get jealous of all the folks sampling liquers and decided to join the fray. Not knowing we were ordering gin (because we didn't ask), we...did. So that was a bit of surprise. I'm not a gin drinker, much less straight*, but I sipped it for a little while and actually enjoyed it. Halfway through we switched. I had started with one of the flavored brandies--it's the last on the list.

I know, I'm a heck of a lot of help, but all in all I think that means I had a good time. Anyway, the owner and waitress were fabulous. She was very knowledgeable which is probably precisely why I don't remember the details. And the owner was too fabulous and generous. Perhaps they were all high on the great review, but whatever it was, it was worth it. They certainly looked like the pictures on the website.