Over the weekend I took Lois on a last hurrah as she won’t be able to join me on my jaunts as often. Phil has a few health issues that require her home more. I feel like I am losing my partner in crime, but hopefully she can still join me on occasion.
We chose something near Coolidge Park called Brewhaus. After parking by the park, Lois and I walked to Brewhaus and she didn’t like that one bit. She isn’t as active as I am and she fretted the whole way.
I just knew that if she was already in a fussy mood, she wouldn’t like her meal.
Lois had to use the restroom as soon as we walked in the door so I waited on her. There was a loud clanging noise coming from what looked to be the kitchen. Either they were remodeling or they were tenderizing some really tough meat.
Once we were seated we looked around and saw a garage-style door opened up to the ceiling where you could also eat on the deck. With all the pollen lately, we chose to stay inside. A nice boy came to take our drink order. Lois ordered herself a margarita, but I had a Diet Coke. I thought maybe with a little kick in her drink, she might like her meal after all.
This place seemed to be about Bratwursts and beer and it had a German flair. Lois wanted the Brew-Ha-Ha for $13 and I chose the Hamburg Cheeseburger for $8.50. When I gave the boy my order, Lois thought I was confused and couldn’t make up my mind. The boy laughed when I had to explain to her that the name of my cheeseburger was “Hamburg Cheeseburger”. The boy asked me how I wanted it cooked and I liked that. The last few places I have had a burger, I wasn’t asked that. I had hopes that I would get a really good burger here.
As we waited for our meals, Lois sipped on her salty drink and a family passed by our table trying to take a picture of us. Just as I was getting ready for my close up, I realized that the girl was trying to take a picture of the art on the wall by our table. I moved out of her way while she took the picture. Above our table was a large chalkboard and it had a rather strange drawing on it with food and beer items listed for their specials for Easter.
I guess they tried to have an Easter theme by drawing what was supposed to be an Easter bunny… only the artist seemed a little deranged. The bunny was not very cute and cuddly… it was holding a rifle with a sharp spear on the end! The bunny had a patch over its eye and was smoking a cigarette. I guess today’s kids appreciate a little different art than what I am used to.
The weather was so nice that I almost wished we had chosen to eat on the deck, but the tables and chairs were so high, I didn’t think I could climb up on them. One of the waiters passing by wore short-shorts. He was one of those beefy dudes and I wondered if this was a type of ‘Hooter’s’ place …but with men. I didn’t need to see all that leg on that boy, but maybe that was a new style. I didn’t say a word, I just minded my own business.
When our meals arrived, I took a gander at Lois’ meal and wished I had ordered what she had. It was a grilled brat that looked delicious and the vegetable medley looked beautiful and fresh. She also had roasted potatoes and Saur kraut. My burger had a blue cheese sauce that ran down the sides. There were blue cheese chunks as well. My fries were cut in diced squares, not too small and not too large – they were just right – and were not greasy!
Lois was in a much better mood and she really enjoyed her brat. There were two brats on her plate and she let me try a piece that she couldn’t eat. It was sensational. I believe it was the best brat I have tried in Chattanooga. The flavor and the texture were perfect. They had a horse radish-type sauce on the side that Lois didn’t care for, but I liked it! It tasted like it was made with beer.
Since she didn’t like it, I took the sauce and dipped my Hamburg cheeseburger in it – it was good! The meal was very filling so we couldn’t make room for any dessert. There were a lot of young people filling up the place and it got noisy, but Lois and I really liked this restaurant. I would go back just for the brats (not the noisy kids, but the bratwursts).
Brewhause gets a Willie Mae ‘Whee-ee-doggie’ for the service and the food, but I will go to the Hunter to see a little better art on the walls. If you want a ‘hoppy’ Easter – you should go to Brewhaus and grab you a beer and a brat.
11:00 a.m. – 12:00 a.m.
The Brew-Ha-Ha Brat dinner