This restaurant used to be the cellar of the detainees. Now the restaurant still has the torture tools used to imprison people. Food can only be said to be okay. I have eaten a few pig's elbows a lot, and the taste is quite satisfactory. The potato balls taste good. The process of roasting pork knuckles is onlookers. There will be an uncle playing mandolin at night. If you want to summarize this restaurant in one sentence, it is: Dresden's version of Quanjude.