Typical dive pub with medium thick smoke level. Many regulars, but newcomers welcome. Guests tend to be pensioners, but middle-aged people and even young hipsters might apply and usually do get admitted.
Drinks tend to be on the alcohol side. Background music dated, 60s to 80s. Bottled wheat beer recommended. Half a dozen varieties, but none on draft, even though it's advertized in huge letters on the outside. Surprisingly Bechervovka on stock, if you wanna feel like Karlovy Vary.
Small snacks available, but none for vegetarians and neither kosher nor halal, i.e., pork. Cigarettes for sale, but not on Polish prices.
Welcoming staff, witty Wirt (boss). Which doesn't mean that bar ladies aren't.
Facilities: Shoe polishing machine. TV with sports, but no Sky. Darts. Two coin graves. Restrooms do exist. Dingy but clean. Toilet tissue available. Reservations taken, but unusual and usually uneeded.
Fun fact: Vadim Glowna signed an autograph for the pub, although I cannot confirm, whether he was here.
Traps: Lingua franca is German, but I overhead some English and even Serbocroat from time to time.
NB: Auerhahn translates into grouse. read more