Still looking very much like it did at its 1868 founding (minus the original sawdust flooring) by the Prussian immigrant after which it is named, Jacob Wirth is an oasis of Old Boston in the chain-restaurant-packed Theatre District. Bentwood chairs cluster around dark tables, a long bar and a piano ready to be pulled out from the wall for Friday-night sing-alongs (check the website for additional times) set the scene as you can imagine it has been since the beginning.
There are 46 beers on tap, with a good selection of German and other imports, and local craft beers, plus a healthy wine selection. The food options are stolidly non-nouveau German standards (budget time for a food coma afterwards.) I usually go for the Wiener Schnitzel or one of the wurst options, though for the meat adverse the veggie reuben is also a tasty option-and even though the portions are so big that appetizers aren’t really advisable, I usually succumb and order the soft pretzels, served with grainy mustard.
The house can get packed at night, especially in the pre-theatre hours, so it’s a good idea to book ahead, an absolute necessity if you want to grab a table for the sing-along. For a more relaxed experience, I prefer going on a quiet weekend afternoon, when you can imagine yourself in 19th century Boston. Be sure to check out the building itself on the way out; it’s the last remaining example of the once-ubiquitous bow-front Greek Revival style in the area.