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Sonntag East of the Rhine

Sunday, April 10, promises to be a wonderful day inside the East Side “Center of Power”. In anticipation of the fantastic televised afternoon festivities courtesy of the good ol’ boys at Augusta National, Bryan and I will be sampling the acclaimed Viennese Sunday Brunch at Mader’s German Restaurant in downtown Milwaukee late this Sunday morning. I was fortunate enough to enjoy the wonderful assortment of foodstuffs at Mader’s earlier this year with mein Vater, and am looking forward to sharing the experience with Herr Buchs, the self-proclaimed Kaiser of Brunch. Naturally, friends, loved ones, and significant others are encouraged to attend, as Bryan and I properly prepare ourselves for a tradition unlike any other with good company, fine dining, and quality biers imported straight from the Fatherland. While I honestly can’t wait to plant myself on a barstool where the east side meets and enjoy the final round of the Masters on HDTV, I am equally excited at the prospect of drowning myself in mead and devolving into noble barbarian savagery.

Mader’s Sunday brunch begins at 11:00. Bryan and I plan on showing up around 12:00. I shall check the necessity of reservations post haste. A quick glance at the available menu options provides the following insight:

Breakfast/Brunch Items:

• Omelets made to order
• Waffles
• French Toast
• Scrambled Eggs
• Sausage
• Bacon

Brunch Entree Items:

• Bavarian Sauerbraten
• Kassler Rippchen
• Hungarian Beef Goulash
• Bratwurst and Knackwurst
• Carving Station-Chef’s Choice Meat

Other Brunch Selections:

• Pasta Du Jour
• Soup Du Jour
• Mashed Potatoes
• Boiled Potatoes
• Red Cabbage
• Smoked Salmon
• Peel and Eat Shrimp
• International Cheeses
• Fresh Fruits and Vegetables
• Assorted Appetizers
• Assorted Salads
• Assorted Breads
• Assorted Desserts Juice Bar

While this list is far from complete, it nonetheless provides a basic overview of the goodness that awaits the hungry Sunday diner. My favorite dish the last time I enjoyed Mader’s brunch was the Chicken Franconia. Although I cannot guarantee it, I am confident that, should it be necessary, a sword fight can be arranged to satiate the bloodlust of any willing participants.

Blood, bier, brats, and bogeys. Could a Sunday get any better? I think not. Come one, come all–unleash your inner Goth.

Then go watch golf.