Der Pschorr — Restaurant in Munich

My name is Ben and I live in Australia.

During the Munich stretch of our European holiday, in April 2025, my wife and I, along with our three sons (17, 14, 9) chose to dine at Der Pschorr. It would be out last night in Munich before going onto Lucerne in Switzerland. Up to that point our time in Munich hadn’t been as good as our time at other destinations on our European holiday. However, our outstanding experience at Der Pschorr not only recovered our time in Munich, but also became a highlight of our whole European holiday.

Our waitress, Agnes, spoke fluent English (one of at least 3 languages she speaks). She obviously worked out quickly that we were tourists from afar, so when I ordered a wheat beer for my wife, my eldest son, and myself, she politely asked if we’d prefer the beer they had ‘in the barrel’ for that night. It was a tactful way of suggesting we chose something that she strongly suspected we’d enjoy more. Of course, she was absolutely spot-on - we loved the beer she recommended.

For entree we each had a baked pretzel (something we were keen to do whilst in Germany of course), then for mains we had spicy sausages with sauerkraut and mash (my wife and I), the meatball and mash dish (our 17-yr-old son), a beef goulash with bread dumpling (our 14 yr-old son), the famous roast beef and onion dish (our 9-yr-old son), and a white asparagus vegetable plate to share. We all tried each other’s food, and it was all delicious.

At some point a well-dressed gentleman came and asked us how the meal was. I assumed he was a manager or one of the senior waitstaff. We all enthusiastically replied that the food was fantastic. I also told him that our waitress as absolutely brilliant. Having identified her as Agnes, he then informed us that she was from Sweeden, and had learned German in order to be able to work at Der Pschorr.

He then asked us what made us choose to dine at Der Pschorr. We told him there were 2 main reasons:

Whilst in Munich, we thought it would be fitting to dine in a classic Bavarian-style beer hall. On the previous evening we’d briefly checked out the famous beer hall in Munich; the Hofbräuhaus München. Whilst very impressive, it was so big and loud and overwhelming that we decided we wanted something smaller, hence we’d done some Googling and found Der Pschorr.

The huge beer halls, to our understanding, only did a very limited amount of reservations. The idea was that their venues were so large you’d likely get a table very quickly even when things were busy. But our oldest son was turning 17 that day, so we wanted to be absolutely sure of a table without any fuss, so we chose Der Pschorr because they took reservations.

It turns out that the friendly gentleman wasn’t just a manager or senior waitstaff - he was Mr Jurgen Lochbihler, the owner! Having heard that one of the reasons we chose his restaurant was to be sure of a table for our son’s birthday, he organised (unbeknownst to us) some amazing dessert dishes free-of-charge. There was a creme brûlée (German style), apple strudel with homemade vanilla custard, some pineapple fritters with lingonberries, and some gelato. Even though we were all full from the main meal, the dessert was just so good that we couldn’t help but dig in (hence we were totally stuffed when we left!). Mr Lochbihler, being a delightfully friendly man, then came and chatted to our boys at the conclusion of our booking, and gave them each a heart-shaped chocolate. Knowing we live in Australia, he told our youngest to get a good job so that in many years time he could return to the restaurant himself :) Given the great impression we have of Der Pschorr, I’d not be surprised if that ends up happening!

Thank you to everyone at Der Pschorr for a fantastic evening - especially Agnes for your brilliant waitressing, and Mr Lochbihler for your friendliness and generosity. It truly was an excellent dining experience...

Avoid this place, especially if you are British. We were recommended this place by a local for a good example of local cuisine, but came away with a bitter taste in our mouths. I would never normally leave a review as scathing as this, but we were genuinely shocked.

Our group was served by the rudest waiter I have ever experienced. We were ignored, despite trying to get our waiters attention, while several other table were being served and well looked after. We discussed leaving, but decided to persist -- in hindsight this was a mistake. When we finally got some attention, we asked whether the waiter would recommend the half or full pork knuckle, only to be told "the full is twice the size of the half" without any further information. My brother was reprimanded by the waiter for moving beer mats on the table. Every interaction with the waiter came with a level of passive aggressiveness that we had never experienced. It was genuinely what I'd expect from Karen's Diner.

When it came to paying, we were asked "will you be paying my tip with card, or with cash", the assumption being that we would be leaving a tip, and that somehow the level of service justified it. We were foolish enough to agree to this -- I still massively regret this, over a week later. We ended up spending almost €300 for a meal for 5 people. The food was nice (and no, you don't need the full pork knuckle, as we found out), and was brought to us by another waiter who didn't need an attitude transplant.

To re-iterate: there are some deal-breakingly bad waiters at Der Pschorr. The food is decent and arrives quickly, though is expensive. The service was so rude that it spoiled our meal, and almost our experience of Munich -- thankfully, this place is the exception rather than the rule.

Management: If you want to investigate, we dined on the 28th March at around 17:30 (and paid the bill at around 18:00, the bill...

I definitely do not recommend this establishment. I don't want to jump to conclusions, but it felt like Americans weren't welcome. We were so pleasant, as always, to those that serve and cook our food. When we ordered drinks, we got a weird reaction from the waitress. We ordered a dish and waited for 30 minutes before asking the status. They said one minute. We waited another 8 minutes and the burger finally came out. After waiting for nearly 45 minutes for a simple burger, and watching the entire restaurant fill up with patrons that promptly received drinks and food, the meal arrived..... RAW. I love a rare steak, but you could scoop the inside out. We sent it back and felt so uncomfortable there that we decided to leave and find food somewhere else. They were so rude about the raw burger, claiming they've never had a complaint before. Then they spoke German amongst themselves and who knows what they said about us, but it sure didn't feel good. I was nice enough to pay for our cokes after all that and on the way out the door, the manager or owner smirked, shrugged, and provided the fakest "sorry" I've ever heard. They seemed glad we left and didn't try to make things right. So- we recommend going down the road to Schneider Weisse. They were much nicer and the food and beer...