We took a look at the beer museum, briefly studying the model of the various stages of beer production, and spending a great deal of time perusing the colorful posters of women holding beer glasses from the turn of the century to the present at the beer bar, where a wide selection of their brews are available to sample in small or medium sized glasses. I always prefer to drink beer from a small glass, as provided in most Japanese restaurants, one glass, and then on to sake or shochu. Nothing is more unappealing to me than drinking beer from a big, thick mug; but then I am not really a beer drinker, and realize that I probably am in the minority.

We then walked upstairs to the cavernous dining room, which looked and felt very Germanic. Each table has a permanently seated gas-grill in mid-table. Sausages and various meats were listed on the menu with sauerkraut and Hokkaido potatoes available as side dishes. The toilets, at least the mens, are fitted with puking urinals with stout handles reminiscent of the ones I have seen in the great beer halls of Munich.