Whenever I think of German food, I can never really tell if whatever I had was really it. I can’t quite remember anything else except for my Grandpa’s addiction to those deep-fried pork knuckles, my love for sauerkraut, an ex-boyfriend’s obsession with spätzle, and drunken evenings at Brotzeit, shoving down bratwurst and pints of radler down my then high-metabolic (twenty-something) body.
Coming to Sühring was a curious feat for me. My meager knowledge of German food was something I wanted to tap upon, and while nothing beats the treats from the street, this would have to be as good as it gets for now. The menu is divided into three parts: Chapter One focusing on a range of snacks and small bites; Chapter Two, which features mains; and Chapter Three, in where I find myself at the epitome of gluttony—a belly protruding but with yearning fingers reaching out for that sweet closure. Here we go! Or should I say, “auf gehts!” (I just Googled that).
And that marks my first foray into, perhaps, legitimate German food prepared by German chefs. I won’t say that it was extraordinary taste-wise, but it is quite a memorable experience at THB 5,000++ per head, from the moment you first step inside the restaurant, to choosing your cutlery, to watching the food being prepared in the open kitchen, to the moment you leave. As much as I’d like to deviate from a list-mentality, Sühring currently ranks #4 in Asia’s 50 Best Restaurants, #45 in the World’s 50 Best Restaurants. I would highly recommend a visit; nothing more than that.