Some scenes linger long after you’ve walked away, and this one feels like that sort of memory — warm, smoky, and slightly chaotic in the best possible way. The air looks thick with the smell of grilling bratwurst, the kind that makes you suddenly hungrier than you intended to be, even if you already had dinner. The giant circular grill hangs like a medieval fire pit, chains pulling it upward while rows of sausages sizzle and blister.