In his litany of complaints about the state of Chicago dining last week, one of the things Pat Bruno bemoaned was the sorry state of German food in town. And now, almost as if they actually read the Sun-Times, the Tribune provides a solution: an roundup of restaurants that, while not serving Teutonic fare per se, hew in one way or another to various Deutschlandese standards. Looking for soccer mania? Tailgate at a Fire game. A secret hearty beer list? Laschet’s Inn. A hearty Sunday brunch that will have you half-convinced you’re noshing in Nuremberg? Red Apple’s Polish fare comes close enough. On top of all that, it’s written by an actual German. Good enough, Bruno? [Tribune]
