I had my last supper at the famed Berghoff restaurant in Chicago. (I’ve had three of them now since the Berghoff announced in late December they’d be closing their doors forever on February 28th, but I think last night’s meal was really the last.)
We got there at about eight o’clock and waited less than ten minutes for a table. Feasted on all things German with steins of Berghoff’s own tasty brew.
I tried to snap some photos of the murals they have on the walls depicting the 1893 World’s Fair (where Berghoff beer debuted) but they didn’t come out so hot. I love those murals.
I’ll really miss this place. It could always be counted on for great mid-winter comfort food or a quick sandwich and a beer before the opera or after a movie. Its place in Chicago history can’t be duplicated nor forgotten.
Finally, here’s the city permit glaring in the window, announcing the space’s imminent transformation into just another banquet hall. Ugh.
P.S. The white spots in the top photo? That’s snow…
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I went there with my Mom, sister and Henry on Tuesday. I needed to complete the line from his Great-Grandfather, Grandfather and Father, all of whom had eaten at The Berghoff.
That is so amazing.
Greetings fellow Berghoff lover!
There is a link to this post at The Berghoff Memorial Blog. If you would like it removed, please let me know.
The Berghoff Memorial Blog is a place to share stories and memories of this beloved eatery. The Berghoff may be gone, but it will never be forgotten.
Cheers and auf wiedersehen.
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