Bavarian Inn Restaurant
713 S Main St, Frankenmuth
(989) 652-9941
Recent Reviews
Sort by
Atmosphere: {{ item.info.Atmosphere }}
Food: {{ item.info.Food }}
Service: {{ item.info.Service }}
Recommended dishes: {{ item.info['Recommended dishes'] }}
Great food great service.
The staff was wonderful and the waiter was perfect but the chicken dinner lacked any flavor all just a bunch of battered chicken but the pasta was amazing I went for the amazing chicken dinner and I was very disappointed in my meal for the price the service was wonderful
Family style chicken dinner! It was excellent!
Loved everything except the coleslaw (but that's not unusual for me, just not a big fan of the dish). Oh they have housemade Rootbeer!
Service was excellent!
The atmosphere was great!
Service was great food was terrible. With such a limited special menu. The items that they had should have been better. The sides were great nice and fresh. Our meat items not so good. The sauce on the sauerbraten tasted like sweet and sour sauce you get at a Chinese restaurant. The wienershnitzel was cardboard and tasted like it came from a factory that mass produced them. The fried chicken was dry. Potato puffs supper salty. I get that during busy times it's probably hard to keep up with orders. But at 32.00 a plate owners!! You need to do better. Your establishment is being carried by an excellent wait staff and the fact you are in a tourist spot. Please take a look at you menu make some changes. Make more items in house then ordering in this mass produced garbage.
Amazing. Amazing. Amazing place! My family just loved it!! Not one complaint. I would recommend to anyone who is expecting to be in the Frankenmuth area!
Sub-par food served at what seems to a German themed nursing home from the 70s. If you have ever been to Germany, save yourself the disappointment and eat somewhere else.
I ordered the chicken pot pie, it was a bowl of pot pie filling with a large cracker on top.
My family has been coming here yearly (and sometimes more) since they pretty much opened in 1959 for large family get togethers and dinners. It is a yearly tradition whenever family from out of state is in town. I live 15 minutes away and am here several times a year with friends.
It's expensive.
Very beautiful place to have a meal. Our service was wonderful, food was great, they offer gluten free and vegetarian friendly meal options.
The waiter was awesome, the food was good. We had 3 toddlers and 3 adults and for the most part they were all good until they ate then when we wanted to eat they were a bit restless. The wait staff and surrounding people were amazing and friendly. Don't mean to bother others but it happens sometimes.
Restaurantji Recommends
we have been here many times in the past always good food but this time the service was terrible, it wasn't busy but took way too long for our meals which was family style chicken ..never did get any of our sides replenished which was disappointing.
Great place to eat and enjoy the comforts and hospitality of a Bavarian feel. Highly recommend and visit the shops!
Love Frankenmuth
There are meals, and then there are moments that redefine existence.
Last night, I discovered the difference.
Dalton, Ashley, Annika, and I, mere mortals that we are, walked humbly through the doors of the Bavarian Inn Restaurant — unaware that destiny had already pulled up a chair and was waiting for us at the table.
The scene was set: the scent of roasted chicken filled the air like a holy hymn, buttered noodles twinkled under the soft lights, and somewhere — I swear — an accordion player serenaded the room with songs so joyful, it felt like my soul itself was dancing (or maybe just quietly sobbing from overwhelming happiness, hard to tell).
Ashley, vegetarian and absolute champion, was presented not with one sad salad, not with two limp vegetable platters, but with a glorious parade of options fit for a queen.
She chose the cheese-stuffed tortellini — and honestly, I half expected the restaurant staff to hoist her onto their shoulders in celebration. A triumphant, cheesy, vegetarian victory.
Meanwhile, the rest of us set our sights on the famous chicken dinner.
The chicken dinner.
I’m convinced the chefs back there are sorcerers. Wizards. Culinary shamans.
Each piece was fried to golden perfection — crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, like a love letter written in poultry.
I took one bite and seriously considered abandoning all other life pursuits to become a full-time chicken enthusiast.
The sides? Oh, the sides!
The buttered noodles were so silky they could’ve negotiated world peace.
The mashed potatoes and gravy could have healed ancient wounds.
The cranberry relish was so fresh it made me briefly forgive every bad decision I’ve ever made.
Dalton, meanwhile, was absolutely slobbering over the coleslaw — and frankly, it was a little inspiring. Passion like that belongs in textbooks.
The atmosphere was pure, wholesome magic. Every few minutes, the room would erupt into a booming chorus of “Happy Birthday” for different guests, sung with such gusto you would’ve thought they were performing at Carnegie Hall.
It wasn’t just a meal — it was a celebration of life itself.
Our server, Autumn — awesome, personable, and dressed proudly in full traditional German attire — wasn’t just delivering plates — she was delivering hope. She anticipated our every need like she had been trained by a secret order of hospitality ninjas.
And when the meal was drawing to a close, she handed us our bills with a kind smile and encouraged us — no, advised us — not to even look at them until after we finished our ice cream.
Because she understood: the magic must not be broken.
Not yet.
And then came dessert.
Simple. Elegant. Ice cream.
But somehow — somehow — it tasted like victory. It tasted like success.
It tasted like every 80s movie ending, every perfect sunset, and every underdog story rolled into one glorious scoop.
We didn’t just have a meal at the Bavarian Inn.
We were reborn.
If you’ve never been, go immediately. Run, don’t walk.
Eat the chicken.
Order the noodles.
Find your purpose.
Because sometimes, the meaning of life isn’t hidden in the stars — it’s buttered, battered, and served to you with a smile named Autumn, and the sound of an accordion in the air.
Hands down the best ❤️ food I have ever had. Thank you so much for the amazing food service and atmosphere. Will definitely come back again
Loading...