If you are looking for a great German bar to sit at and try some new beers, this is definitely a place to try out! We came on a Saturday and sat at the bar and enjoyed a few brewskies. They don't have anything main stream like Miller or Bud. They don't have a food menu either - they have some chips and nuts you can purchase, but beyond that this is not the place to come for some munchies. Drinks only! They do have a full bar, so if you don't want beer, there is something else for you as well. But why wouldn't you check out their long list of brews on tap or by the bottle?! Fantastisch!
Review Source:Huttenbar is disrespectful and violates the ADA. I have a service dog & we came to the bar early in the evening. We were approached by a brassy-haired woman who didn't identify herself but demanded that we leave because "pets aren't allowed in the bar." Â I tried to explain that my dog is a service dog (who was standing quietly next to me wearing his service dog vest) was not a pet. I told her that my dog has the same rights & privileges as a service dog for the visually impaired and would she not allow that? Her response "we don't allow pets." I was offended & appalled & will never return.
Review Source:THEY HAVE GAFFEL KÖLSCH! OK, German beer geek moment over. For those of you who share my enthusiasm for real Kölsch beer from Cologne, Germany, it's on tap here! That definitely made my night.
Correction: what really made my night were the two most amazing pictures on the wall behind the bar. Picture #1: The owner of the bar (a female who was bar tending that night) when she was a bit younger. WOW! Almost didn't recognize her. Picture #2: Her brother fishing with a Cubs t-shirt on that read "America's Team". We grilled her about the pictures. So cool!
I also wound up studying the painting on the wall across from the bar. Lots of conversation starters which is good if you're there on a date or solo or perhaps with a small group looking to make friends. I like bars like that where you can say, "hey, look at that", make some witty remark and BAM! new friends are made. The space is a bit older on the inside but of no matter. Dark walls, low lighting, ridiculously tiny bathrooms in the very back. They have a jukebox and TVs - the Hawks game was playing the night I was there so they have some good sense and decency to play Chicago's team for the decent, drinking folks.
The selection of drinks is also just plain good. The Kölsch obviously proves that, but they had Malort (a Chitown fave), all sorts of German beers, the regular beers you find most places, all sorts of liquor - all in all, a solid choice when you're out in Lincoln Square!
This bar is awesome! Â It's small but that was no problem for me because I've only come during the week. Â
Both times, the bartender has been sweet and talkative and reminds me of this girl at work who used to call everybody Bubba. She would always say, Â "You'll be Bubba 1 and you'll be Bubba 2". Â Anyway, if she quit and worked at any bar in Chicago, this would be her bar!
The beer selection is cool, they bring in new beers I'm not sure how often but I love that they do that. Â I love trying new beers. Â Last night I tried the Revolution IPA, delicious!
The layout is all wood, with comfy bar stool chairs that remind me of sofas and the tables by the window are great for people watching. Â
Unfortunately, the more I drank, the less I understood or spoke German, I was hoping that being in the ambiance would help me get my German going. Â *sigh* Rosetta stone here I come.
Love this place! Best jukebox in the entire city, quiet, quaint, great beer selection and they have enough scotch there for a snowy day. Very low key, great place to have a conversation while having a German beer. I come here every time I'm in Lincoln Square, love the atmosphere and the tunes.
Review Source:My friend and I stopped in here recently and had a great, low-key night. We've both been in the past, but this recent visit really clinched it: this is a great bar. We were so warm and cozy inside in our seats and the bar, and the gluvine did a great job of taking away my winter chill. The best part of the night was the staff. They made us feel so welcome, and they made short work of a random guy who was getting too touchy-feely with us. You've got to love a bar that doesn't allow its female patrons to be groped by drunk a-holes.
I'm looking forward to a long, cold winter as long as I can post up at Huettenbar and become a regular!
Huettenbar is the best part about Lincoln Square.
The bar staff is knowledgable about their selection and extremely friendly. Also, every beer I've ordered there has had a perfect pour.
I threw a surprise birthday party for my girlfriend here and the manager called me regularly throughout the process to see if there was anything on their end to help accommodate.
The mysterious phone calls lead my girlfriend to believe I was having an affair, but other than that everything went well.
Upon arrival, we found "reserved" signs on all the table in the back of the bar for our party, the staff then helped us put up decorations.
It was really awesome and turned out to be a sweeet surprise and a great party.
If you're ever in Lincoln Square or Chicago in general, check this place out. It's worth the commute or the five minute walk. In fact, just move to Lincoln Square.
One note: The selection is primarily German beers and in general more wheaty (less IPAs). Still there is enough selection for anyone to find a great beer or mixed drink.
I dropped in on a Sunday afternoon with a couple of out-of-town visitors who were both delighted with the Square, its shops, and the ability to plop ourselves down in an open window, in a cozy old German pub on a Sunday. And it reminded me that I've left this place off some crucial lists here.
I've been coming to Huettenbar since the 80's when the neighborhood was the Teutonic equivalent of a Greek Town or other ethnic neighborhood with a variety of German bars and restaurants. Of course, there is still a smattering of them albeit spread out, in Lincoln Square and North Center. It was pretty quiet here before the invasion of the young fertile athletic moms and hipster musicians, which was about the same time I moved here.
Anyway, the bar has not changed that much. And that's a good thing. The barkeeps are friendly and they know their trade (and their customers). The beer choices have increased to keep up with the craft beer trend and the demand for more choices of hops. Weekend nights are fun and packed with patrons soaking up the brew, the camaraderie and the fine Old World rustic decor. Beer prices are decent.
I love nothing more than to stroll by here on a sunny summer afternoon, to have the empty window table beckon me hither, where I sit and sip on a cold draft. It's like a cheap trip to a little European burg.
This is one of my locals and I usually love this place, especially when it's not too crowded. I will admit I have left this place on a Saturday night was there was no room to breath but that's my problem and no fault of their own. I just don't like not having a seat and being bumped in to every minute when I'm trying to have a drink. It was ok in my 20s to stand around all night while drinking but not so much in my 30s. I want to sit! My fault for not getting there early enough with friends and setting up camp at a table or at the bar.
I've also been in there a number of times when there was maybe 2-3 other people in the bar and I really enjoyed myself...just really depends on what time and day you go like any place. I absolutely adore this place when it's not crowded, it charms me.
Bartenders have always been lovely, I never have gotten attitude from any of them or had to wait super long to get my drink.
Jukebox is just ok. I've heard some pretty horrible songs come out that thing but at that point I'm usually too drunk to care and might even sing-a-long then hold my head down in shame afterwards. I certainly can not control others asstastic taste in music. I know what I'm getting into when I drink here.
I love it in the summer when the front windows are open, it's nice to view the action going on outside.
This bar is truly a Lincoln Square institution. Been going here for years and will be returning for years to come....this place has never given me a reason not to.
Because the wait was so long at Garcia's, on what a pair of shitfaced bros in Lincoln Square were loudly calling, "Cinco de Drunko," we stopped into Huettenbar.
Actually, that's not really accurate. Â Our party stopped in for a drink, while the boyfriend and I sat outside briefly in the pleasant night air. Â As we were getting ready to head inside, the gentleman checking ID's at the door turned away a bachelorette party apologetically, saying the place was just too full. Â Then he turned away a party of three and another couple.
"Do you still have room for two?" I asked. Â
"No."
"Our friends just went in a few minutes ago."
"Sorry. Â We're just too full."
"But our party is already in there."
"Sorry. Â Maybe in a half hour."
As he gave the "Maybe in a half hour," line to a few others who walked up, I called a friend inside. Â He wasn't lying; it sounded packed (and looked that way from outside.)
"HE SAID HE'S NOT LETTING ANYONE ELSE IN," I yelled into my phone.
"WHAT!?" Â said my friend.
Just then, three people in sparkley hats stumbled out of the bar.
"If you want in, you need to get in right now," said ID guy.
"HANG ON A SEC," I yelled into my phone, and we started to gather our things.
"Seriously," said ID guy, "Right now. Â Get off your asses." Â We were already scrambling to get in the door, and didn't really have time to process this. Â "I don't mean to be rude, but..." he finished as we stepped inside.
WHAT THE EFFING EFF. Â How completely and ridiculously uncalled for. Â We weren't being rude, and we weren't fighting with him, and we weren't drunk. Â We were just sitting outside talking and he had to haul off and be a huge ass. Â "I don't mean to be rude, but" is the way you let everyone know you're about to be rude. Â It's up there with, "Not to sound racist..." which is a good way to introduce something that is about to be extremely racist.
We got into the bar, which was about 110 degrees and packed with rather unfriendly folks, and told our friends what happened. Â
"Really?" Â said Patty. Â "I told him you guys were right behind us and asked if they'd still have room for the two of you. Â He said yes." Â I just stared at her.
Due to the oppressive heat (the ceiling fans were either broken or turned off), the unpleasant crowd, and the fact that Boyfriend and I didn't really feel like giving them money, my friends finished their beers and we left.
The extra star is because I really can't comment on the prices or drink selection, but don't expect an update on that because we won't be back.
Back in the day Huettenbar and the Hansa Clipper were the two mellow alternatives to the party-time Brew house across the street. Huettenbar offered a refuge from the cold streets to many a drinker in winter, and an open window on Lincoln to summer people watchers. There was and is something festive about the Huettenbar that keeps people coming back for more. I had my first beer here in 1995 and boy... this place is the same even though not much around it is. I love the timelessness of the place.
Huettenbar has proudly become an institution in this neighborhood as so many places have come and gone. The inside is dark. The murals are still funny. The beer is still an amazing selection of German classics. They don't have real schnapps which is a drag, but otherwise this place does what it has done for a heck of a long time and does it well. And, of course, it has the windows open to Lincoln and the two tables for people watching!
Where there were men's big and tall shops for all the big and tall old timers there are condos, and where there were many deli's there are one or two. Where there were dogs on leashes, there are $500 strollers parked next to $1000 strollers. And long before the Asian beetle killed them all off, there were many more tall trees on every side street. Lincoln park is a fun tapestry of changing and evolving life in the city that has maintained its core culture and business center.
You can take it all in here at the Huettenbar. You can watch the world go by and change from a place that has not changed much in 20 years. Sure the prices have gone up, and that funny clock hand fun-o-meter (in German) is no longer behind the bar, but this place is a Chicago classic in a neighborhood that has changed radically since the first waves of X-generation couples started buying two flats from German grandmothers in the mid 90s.
Lift a glass of beer and just say Prost! Time keeps flowing like a river of beer at this classic Chicago beer hall.
I love the Huettenbar. Â This is why:
* it looks like a German bar out of a cartoon. Â Or out of Germany. Â I wouldn't know because I've never actually been.
* however my husband has spent a bunch of time in Germany, and he really likes it
* they only have German beer on tap here
* and chips
* the beer is good
* I'm not sure about the chips
* the people are very chill
I dig it
I love the neighborhood vibe of Lincoln Square, and it's carried directly into Huettenbar.
Great beer, cozy atmosphere, a place where the bar tender takes the time to learn your name.
It can be loud at times, so I wouldn't necessarily recommend it for a first date or an intimate occassion.
Contrary to my last review, they don't have a food menu here. Because they don't have a kitchen. So, if you want to prep your stomach for some serious drinking, your best bet is to go to Potbelly's next door and import a sandwich as I did on a recent Friday evening.
I really love this bar-- words can't even explain it, I just do. The jukebox is awesome. The beers are cold and served in their proper mugs/glasses. It's cozy, and the front window along the bar provides the perfect view of the snow falling over Lincoln Square. Yep, it's all postcard out there.
Oh, and the beer is cheap-- most are $5. Just remember that it gets really crowded in here after 9pm on the weekends. That's when I pass my holy bar stool to the next lucky patron. Long live Hüettenbar! (with the umlaut of course, 'cause I inexplicably love those too).
You have to go to this bar just to watch the redhead bartendress. This chick is hilarious. She moves like she is acting in some 60's dance scene: <a href="/redir?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DewjxzSGmOGw&s=d5377997d6ad779f39c2f7541ea52fde5f88540d87d724e40cae27330f4d4a25" target="_blank" rel="nofollow">http://www.youtube.com/w…</a>
She has the Playboy dip down to an art and she shuffles and grapevines back and forth behind the bar, always bending at the waist, arching her back so the booty is angled just right. It is absolutely weird. Maybe it gets her extra tips but my girlfriend and I were just mesmerized by the strangeness of it.
Good beer and a bizarre waitress=entertaining evening.
I came here during the German Day festival and it was amazing. Fantastic space, with a cool decor. On a hot summer day the big window opening out onto the street was awesome.
Friendly bartenders, and a lot of great German beer on tap. I also recommend the apple schnapps if you're feeling plucky.
When you go to Huettenbar, don't ask for a Guiness or Murphys or they will politely request that you order something else. The German beer selection is decent and it's one of the only places in the city where I can get a Kutcher Alt, which is by far my favorite German brew, good between rounds of Spaten. The atmosphere is rustic and cozy, but it gets very crowded on Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights, especially since Lincoln Square has become trendier than it was a few years ago. The crowd is usually pretty diverse and friendly. I always end up chatting with random people. I hope Huettenbar doesn't become pretentious like many neighborhood bars have become, because I would absolutely hate to take this one off my list.
The only negative I can find about this place is the size. For it's popularity on weekends it's always completely packed. This has never stopped me from going, however.
This bar was... OK. Â Meh. Â I was wavering between 2 and 3 stars, but went with 2 as it's unlikely I'll be back.
My overwhelming impression of this place was that it was just sooooo narrow. Â Packed to the gills with people and no where for them to all go. Â I had to fight my way back to the bathroom (one stall, by the way. Â Grr). Â As I forcibly parted a sea of people to return to the front I had flashbacks to the one time I misguidedly went to watch the "3rd of July" fireworks along the lakefront. Â [[Shudder]]
It was warm enough last night for the front windows to be opened, and thank goodness - I can't imagine how cramped and claustrophobic this place would feel otherwise.
All in all, the place is cute and the beer is good... but it's not cute or good enough to deal with the crowd.
In keeping with its German name, the façade of this establishment screams German as well as the beer selection, though you don't have to jump on a plane to experience it. Â
Located in the heart of Lincoln Square, this nice little neighborhood bar is laid back and quite cozy during the winter months. Â But the summers are also a treat when they open up the windows.
Practically off the Brown line stop at Western, there is no excuse for not trying out this little gem of a bar.
My fellow Lincoln Squarians:
I think the time has come wherein we all take a deep breath in...then out, and just admit to ourselves and others that Huettenbar is overrated. It's okay. This is a safe place. No one will hurt you.
Yes, there are some great, rare(ish) beers on tap (I remember a delicious dark blond beer; I'm forgetting the name...but to be fair, I forget the names of so many dark blonds). And yes, in the summer, the open windows with the flowers in the window sill is quite the charming sight to behold. And during Apple Fest, I vaguely recall them supplying $2 shots of some flipping awesome apple schnapps.
However, there is a BUT here (a big, juicy, smackable one at that)...
On weekends, it's way too crowded. And even a crowd would be tolerable, but it's a crowd of pretentious d bags who seem to think that they're in Wicker Park. Go sip your PBR cans, opine about how no one at the bar is as smart as you, and compulsively readjust your painted on jeans elsewhere. We don't take kindly to your type...well we do, but I wish we didn't.
Furthermore, I don't know if anyone else has noticed this (and this, by the by, is a fact, not an opinion) but...the jukebox sucks and hairy, hairy, hairy fat one. Only one song by Queen? And it's "We Will Rock You"? C'mon now.
I've seen people say that they like this place because it's cozy. If you want cozy...go to the Grafton. There's much more room, a better selection and, coziest of all, a fireplace. Huettenbar is not what I'd call cozy. When it's busy, it's cramped and when it's not, it's just okay.
But at the same time, come Apple Fest, you bet your sweet apple cinnamon muffins I'll be there to sample and judge the merits of the schnapps. Yeah, it's going to be tough, but someone's got to do it.
I'm wavering on 3.5 here.
I stormed this bar with four girlfriends (well, three gals and one gay) last weekend and felt a bit like everyone in the bar was giving us the stink eye as soon as we walked in. Â I'd been here once before with the fiance and didn't get that vibe, so maybe it was just that particular evening -- or the fact that four hot chicks and one hot gay guy were taking over their turf. :)
The clientele on this particular evening was dude-heavy, hipster-heavy -- a pretty lame scene if you want to know the truth -- but our group didn't care! Â We just wanted to drink and have a good time with each other, and that we did! Â We quickly took over one end of the back bar, and the great lady bartender kept the drinks coming as well as the entertainment - she had some MOVES.
This bar looks kind of like a German tavern/ski chalet/dive all in one. Â It's pretty hilarious, really. Â The drinks are a decent price, and if you can get a seat, it's a lot of fun. Â Weekends tend to be pretty packed.
A decent place to drink in Lincoln Square, but I could deal with less 'tudes from the hipsters.
Not a bad place to go to and somewhat quaint inside. Â Located in Lincoln Square, it's filled mostly with your local hipsters of the neighborhood. Â They do have a decent amount of German beer on tap. Â If you are not a German beer aficionado, like myself, and not wanting to sound like a fool, like myself, by mispronouncing the German beer names, just ask for a BBK...it's simple to say and it's a good beer. Â
The juke box is filled with 80s-90s pop music, which grinds my nerves after so much of it. Â I had to endure some teeny bop sitting next to me screaming in her valley girl accent "Like, oh my God, I love this song!!!!" on each and every song that was played. Â
All in all, it's a decent place to go to. Â Get's a little packed on weekends, but you should still have a good time there.
I almost want to say it sucks so people stop going because it's gotten crowded just about every night of the week now. But, I can not tell a lie. This place rocks! It's like the neighborhood Cheers. If you go enough you start to see the same people in there and the staff will remember your name (yes, thats my lame Cheers reference). And you just can't beat the selection of german beers. Which is probably why I can never go for just one beer there! The juke box also has a unique selection of music. My friends love it for the all the old country but I love it cuz I can still manage to sneak in an old 80's tune or some hip hop now and then.
And I agree with the reviewer below  about it being full of dudes. The ratio is alwasy good for us single ladies....not the sole reason to go there but always a bonus. :)
Alright, I loved this bar before I ever set foot in here...just say it..."HOOOT-enbar"...ah, I just can't get enough. Â So when it comes time to celebrate my birthday with my favorite work peeps, and we decide to go to my neck of the woods, where do we go? Â "HOOOOOT-enbar" (or as my coworker called it, the "Flootentoogen", which is also super fun to say).
All fun words aside, this bar is fantastic...German beers, no pretension, and lots of dudes, which makes for short ladies room lines (gotta love that one, gals!)
Friendly bartenders, prompt service, jukebox, and a good crowd. Â Even better when the weather is nice and the windows are open.
Wanna meet for a drink? Â You can bet yer rootin'-tootin', we can meet at the Hoootin' (bar).
Aside from the creepy snaggle toothed woman that sat with us at our table, this place was great. Â It had a lot of people in it, and the drinks were flowing. Â Like most have said, it has a small amount of beer choices, but many German beer choices.
If you are in the area, check it out. Â It' has a nice rustic feeling...
You can never go home again- so the saying goes. I am not sure if I believe it but...
You can never relive fun, debaucherous vacations abroad- but you can always try! Â If you are looking to resurrect your German roots, or bring back memories of the Haubrahaus and running wildly through various fountains in Munich (no, not me!!), try the Huettenbar.
It is not designed in the beer hall style of many of the famous bars in Germany, however, it DOES remind me of some of the smaller local pubs found in Berlin and Frankfort (umm culture, no, I do admit, I did a bar crawl through Germany- after all, it is known for BEER).
This was one of my first hangouts when I moved to Chicago. Â Lincoln Square was not as gentrified then, Louie still ran the bar, and Erma was around often. Â I loved the place. Â Cheap, strong German beer, cozy intimate settings, and a rockin juke box. Â It does sport one of the smallest bathrooms I have ever seen (no need to worry about people multipurposing it- it would give the mile high clubbers a run for their money), and it was a stumble home to my apartment- with a stop at Jerry's Dinner on the way.
I have returned since I left the neighborhood. Â Huettenbar has changed some with the times, but still retains a glow. Â Louie has retired, Erma's picture remains, but I have not seen her, and it has become somewhat hipsterfied. Â However, none of these factors are total detractors from the glory it beholds- GREAT BEER! Â
ENJOY!
(And if you can resist, stay away from the fountains- it looks like fun, and it is, until you are completely soaked and slogging your way home!)
I really liked the feel of this place. It is a little Bavarianesque type place that transports you to the other side of the planet to little German town somewhere.
The place is somewhat dark with low lighting and dark wood everywhere. his appealed to me right off the bat as I am quite often attracted to this kind of atmosphere. I also liked the open front end of the bar to get a clear view and made an excellent spot for people watching.
The drinks were NOT cheap but the bartender was very attentive and was readily available to help us out. This is not going to be a final destination for me but if I am in the area, I know this is a solid place to unwind and have a fine crafted German brew
Weissbier ist mein Lieblingsbier.
Oder genauer: dunkeles Weissbier ist mein Lieblingsbier. Schmeckt immer gut -- aber besonders gut, wenn es draussen ein bisschen warm und sonnig ist.
Oh, sorry, you don't speak crappy German? Well, you can still go to Huettenbar and get loaded like I did.
They don't have a wide beer selection, as others have noted, because THEY FOCUS ON GERMAN BEERS. There are only so many German brews you can get on tap in the US, after all.
With my Muenchener roots, I appreciate the Bavarian focus -- particularly the fact that there was dunkelweiss on tap. That's Deutsch for dark hefeweisen, Amerikaner.
Ich bin total blau geworden, aber das ist eigentlich kein Problem in Deutschland...und es ist auch kein Problem beim Huettenbar. Daher verdient es sich fuenf Sterne.
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Translation: My Kidneys fucking hate me.
Not a bad little place, it's in the hood..........good little Lincoln Square bar. Â Nice in the summer when you can have the front window's open and people watch! Â
Actually my friend's and I love to sit in " The Stampstich", the large booth by the front door!!! Â Â
This place really gets PACKED for May Fest or German Fest, AVOID THEN! Â
AVOID! Â AVOID!
ICH LIEBE BIER UND TOTO!
Haven't you always wondered where in the city you can go to experience the trifecta of authentic German beer, a mellow diverse  non-obnoxious crowd, AND Toto on the jukebox?  Ok, perhaps not.  But if by chance that mood should strike, you'll know where to look. Â
"It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you..
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do...
I bless the rains down in Africa...
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had..."
[Cue the electric flute solo...]
Fair warning, most people will either love or hate the Huettenbar. Â I guess its because Huettenbar is a bar, and doesn't try to be anything else... like a restaraunt, or a pub, or a nightclub.
The formula is simple: Â One big long bar, a bunch of stools, a jukebox, and beer. Â They up the beer variable nicely by serving a good amount of decent German brews. Â Everything else is basically what you'd expect if you had precisely 15 seconds to describe "a bar".
So why 4 stars? Â Well, Huettenbar isn't trying to be anything fancy. Â Just a friendly neighbourhood watering hole. Â Its ace-in-the-hole is their relationship with The Brauhaus. Â Since Brauhaus gets so damned packed, you can actually go to Heuttenbar, and they'll call you when your table is ready.
Went to Huettenbar after grabbing dinner at Chicago Brauhaus. We lucked out and snagged a table because someone was leaving right when we arrived.
The music was great, but the back of the bar was absolutely ridiculous. It was packed like sardines, which made getting to the bathroom an exercise is shoving people out of the way. I don't blame most people for not hearing or completely ignoring my "excuse me's," because I'm sure their conversations are that engrossing. But no one should get upset if I have to physically push them out of my way to get to the loo. Geez.
I live just far enough south of Lincoln Square that I rarely venture up that way to go boozing. Especially when I can just hop over to Redmond's where I know everyone and all my drinks are a dollar.
But I digress...
I met up with my favorite ex of all time at this bar after a show on Saturday. We drank beers out of these giant mugs that kind of reminded me a soup mugs. And even though there were a ton of supposedly awesome German beers on tap, I got a Stella because I'm too damn short to see and read all the damn tappers. Oh well.
Cute bar, nice atmosphere. Very unpretentious crowd and really polite bartenders.
I blame my beer gut on Huettenbar.
Many many good beers. It can get a little crowded on the weekends, and a little smoky (although I contribute to that a little myself, my non-smoking boyfriend always complains the next day because all his clothes "smell like an ashtray").
I always have a good time here. Â A real "neighborhood" bar where I always run into someone I know and end up talking for hours over the good jukebox. Even if you don't know anyone, conversations always seem to overlap and you'll end up making five new best friends for the evening (until you wake up the next day cursing the God that created Mai Boch and trying to remember where your keys are).
I prefer to call it the "Cuckoo Clock Bar". Â Once you see the exterior, you'll get what I mean.
I love the Huettenbar! Â Excellent selection of German beer on tap. Â Quaint, friendly decor and super nice bartenders. Â I don't think there is anything better in life than enjoying an ice cold Weiss beer on a hot summer's day in the open window at the Huetten!