The classic Bamberg brewpub, in a Dominican monastery refectory from 1310, smoke-blackened beams, and a beer drawn directly from wooden barrels rolled out into the public room. The house Rauchbier — dark, intensely smoky from beechwood-fired malt — tastes for first-time drinkers like someone has dropped a slice of bacon into the glass. Stay for two. After a few sips it stops being shocking and starts being delicious.
Long communal tables, simple Franconian food (Schäuferla, sauerbraten), no reservations. Get there before seven on a weekend or you will queue.