"For a long time, I have been wondering if I should write this review at all. After all, the local square Gastroguidlerin (not place deer!; so well looked after me/our and already offers us suitable houses, or even advised off. Of course there was also a “can be”. And to such a “you can” or “sometimes” it should go on the first day of our business presence at the Zugspitze in the evening. If absolutely Bavarian, Partenkirchen, walking, then you can reasonably get into the Three Mohren (so the free translation of a WhattsApp message. And after arrival, reference of the rooms and acclimatization we were back on the legs to push us something decent between the gravel. Of course, the colleagues were at the forefront of the path that I could give indirectly to unknown terrain. And promptly it was said before a very welcoming house: “Didn’t your contact warned”? Hits! Yes in such a tourist resort you are a foreign or not congenital quickly thrown up and delivered to the nepp barely. So there is even a significant amount of it. Sure, there are nippets, you know and can handle the subject. But you can also suffer shipwreck. But later more. 500m, from the hotel along the tourist trail, we then reached the 3 hours. Of course without registration. A few interested views and directional changes of some passersby around me allowed me to take some pace to be quickly at the hired field manager of the outdoor area. And this weather didn't kill me. No 3 minutes later guests had to be asked to go inside or even a prayerful place outside had to be negatively divorced. At any rate, the table was conquered and the rest of the colleagues intruded. Somehow, they were very deeply relaxed about this. They probably followed the easy deception that on a lukewarm August evening at the Tourihotspot Garmisch everything is waiting for us. What had been waiting for us were, however, isotonic thirst quenchers of the domestic kind. Yeah, well, it was simple Paulans and the like. But after the arrival and before the coming straps, not the worst refreshment. Lower Upper Bavaria naturally needs a haxe (I mean still around the 11.80 . Here with bratkartoffeln and bacon, I already had something “fiebern”. Another colleague “fieberte” while the other two saw a pork steak with roast potatoes, bacon and seedlings. That we not only got a 4 table, but we also learned a perfect 4 table afterwards. One, for our understanding and our area, veritable cloud break, made some living at most tables. Only our and still 3 or 4 more tables were protected by one of the generous and obviously dense awnings. In this way, it was possible to continue to eat in a relaxed manner at still lukewarm temperatures and to try the affected. To “relaxed” food: the colleagues with the steak were very satisfied. It tasted them excellent. And our haxes? Yeah, how did they look? In the midst of a mountain, rather weakly brooded, potatoes throned a haxe of the noble pale species. Unfortunately, the crust was only partially crispy and slappy at 3⁄4. The crusty part was quite pleasant, but also the meat had to be cut off rather laboriously, but it was not by any more. The picture can certainly say more to the roast potatoes than I do. Overall, however, the sauce with the potatoes was quite pleasantly seasoned, but the main protagonist Haxe was simply forgotten. Now, such an assessment must be regarded as subjective and I would also like to weight the satisfied other colleagues. They were satisfied (Steak and also the other Haxenkollege was not dissatisfied (I have no idea how he is cooked or what else he is to say. But I am the writer here and I was tired but not happy. The “Glücklich” we then picked up. The one or other white beer we still “dimmed” and then a busy waiter came and brought a few fires of the very tasty type “on the house” to the table. This found quite great favors and...... Now I’ve written something about “health” but what’s on a trip stays on a trip. And so the rest of the evening will no longer be carried out and the shipwreck will of course remain exclusively related to my haxe. ; The, for the above reasons, often visited beverage return is located in the basement and was extremely clean. In the size of the house, however, I can also imagine an elevator or a barrier-free toilet in the otherwise flattering area of the house. I don't know. It wasn't my main concern that night. ; Conclusion: The Three Mohren is certainly not bad, but the Haxen were simply not what you expect. In retrospect, almost a nausea is actually seen. Quickly tapped to the guest. He doesn't come back to 99%. The food points can therefore be seen with weighting on the haxe with light bonus stars for the other dishes. If we should be there again, then there is no need (or actually a taxi to happiness) (Bräustüberl, who recently described an enthusiastic Gourmand from Solingen."