It's Next door to the Internet Cafe. I was having a wonderful schnitzel there one windy day this past November when I reached over the stool I was sitting on to save the life of a plastic bag that was heading out to sea. I threw out my back and was not a happy camper for the next few days. I cursed that bag. It was one of those little black ones that turn up everywhere. They do have their place as "Stash Bags" or coolers, and I tried to do the right thing....but F@#k That Bag! The schnitzel was very good however, and the German Beer that went with it was nice.