Alsace's Hidden Gem: La Petite Auberge's Unforgettable Charm
La Petite Auberge: Alsace's Hidden Gem? Don't Just Take MY Word For It! (A Messy, Personal, and Probably Overly Detailed Review)
Alright, folks, buckle up. Because I'm about to spill the Alsace beans on La Petite Auberge. And let me tell you, this review isn't your run-of-the-mill, polished travel blog entry. This is real life, folks. This is my experience, warts and all. Prepare for some tangents, some gushing, and maybe a little bit of, well, let's just say… over-enthusiasm. And yes, this includes ALL the keywords you'd expect from a proper SEO-optimized write-up. Let's start.
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Starting Off: Accessibility - A Mixed Bag!
Okay, so accessibility. I have to address this right up front, even though I don't personally need extensive accommodations. La Petite Auberge says it's got some accessibility features. 🤞
- Wheelchair Accessible: They claim to have wheelchair accessible rooms, which is awesome. Now, the common areas… that’s where it gets a little less clear. Elevators are a must… I didn’t personally encounter any major issues, but if you rely on a wheelchair, do your research. Contact the hotel directly. Call them! Make sure it fits your needs!
- Facilities for Disabled Guests: Again, listed, but details are vague. More investigation is required.
Rambling Thought: You know what really gets me? The lack of detailed information everywhere. I wish hotels would be more specific! A “Yes” or “No” isn’t enough. Tell me what you actually offer!
Once Inside: The Amenities – A Feast for the Senses (and Stomach!)
Okay, let’s get to the good stuff. The real stuff. Because boy, oh boy, does La Petite Auberge deliver on some fronts.
Internet - Wi-Fi in ALL Rooms! (And it actually WORKS!) Praise be! I'm a digital nomad at heart, and reliable Wi-Fi is a lifesaver. This one deserves a gold star. The signal was strong, the speed was respectable, and I didn't have to spend half my stay fighting spotty connections.
Internet Access [LAN]: They also have a wired option. Like, who uses that anymore? Still, points for being prepared!
The Restaurants & Dining Saga! This is where things get interesting. Let's break it down into a delicious, messy bite:
- Multiple Restaurants: They boasted "Restaurants." Plural! The main one was an A la carte restaurant, which of course, I hit up first. The local cuisine was amazing! (More on that later.) Honestly, the variety was… stunning.
- Breakfast: Breakfast [Buffet]. You get your typical European buffet. Coffee, pastries, fruit, eggs, the usual. I went for the Asian Breakfast on one day. It was a nice change of pace. The croissants, however, were consistently perfect. I think I ate about a dozen. (No regrets)
- Poolside Bar: Ah, the Poolside Bar. I never found myself heading to it because the weather wasn't the best, but it did exist, which is pretty cool.
- Room Service: 24-hour! YES! This is my jam. I may or may not have ordered a late-night cheese plate and some Alsatian wine at an ungodly hour. No shame.
- Other Deliciousness: Snack bar, Coffee Shop. All around, the dining experience was a major win. Every meal felt like a celebration.
Ways to Relax & Unwind (Because, You Know, Vacation)
- Spa/Sauna, Steamroom, Pool with view, Spa. This is where La Petite Auberge really shines. The spa… oh, the spa. I'm not typically a spa person, but I succumbed. And I'm so glad I did.
- Massage: I got a massage. It was heavenly. I swear, I didn't think my shoulders could physically unclench anymore.
- Body Scrub & Body Wrap (didn't get!)
- Fitness Center (I’m lazy on vacation!). They had one.
The Room Itself: My Personal Sanctuary (Mostly)
- Air Conditioning in All Rooms: Thank you, sweet baby Jesus. Alsace can get warm in the summer.
- Free WiFi, of course.
- A Comfy Bed and Bathrobes: So comfortable, I could have lived in them. And I may have spent a solid portion of my stay doing just that.
- Minibar & Coffee/Tea Maker: The minibar was adequately stocked (though, truth be told, I raided the local wine shop instead). Having a coffeemaker was crucial.
- The View: My room had a view of… well, let’s just say it was scenic. Fields, maybe a bit of forest. It was quite pleasant.
- Non-Smoking Rooms: A necessity for me!
- Things That Made My Life Easier: Luggage storage, Daily housekeeping, Ironing facilities. So they've thought of pretty much everything.
Cleanliness & Safety: During That Period…
- Anti-viral cleaning products, Safe dining setup, Room sanitization opt-out available, Rooms sanitized between stays, …etc. This was all put in place when I visited. They certainly took the pandemic seriously.
- Staff Trained in Safety Protocol: The staff were professional and followed all protocols.
Things to do… Beyond Eating and Sleeping (Almost):
- Car Park [Free of Charge]: A massive bonus! Parking can be a nightmare in some European cities.
- Local Attractions: The hotel is a fantastic base for exploring the Alsace region. Visit the charming villages, the vineyards, and the historic castles.
- Additional Fun: Gift/Souvenir shop, a convenience store
- Things I didn't do: Babysitting, family/child friendly items. Not in my wheelhouse!
Services and Conveniences: The Little Things That Matter
- Front desk [24-hour]: Always a plus.
- Concierge & Doorman Helpful!
- Dry cleaning and Laundry service
- Meetings (for those of you who need them!
The REAL Deal – My Personal Anecdote (The Good, the Imperfect, and the Delicious)
Okay, here's my messy truth: I had one particularly memorable experience. I'll call it "The Cheese Plate Incident."
It all started with a craving. A desperate, late-night craving for some good cheese. (I wasn't kidding about the late-night room service!) The hotel’s cheese plate was legendary, they said. So, I ordered it.
What arrived wasn't just a cheese plate. It was an experience. A glorious, multi-layered, perfectly orchestrated symphony of cheese, crackers, fruit, and… wine! Okay, maybe the wine was my contribution. But the cheese! Oh, the cheese.
It's moments like that – cheesy, self-indulgent, and utterly perfect – that make a trip.
- The Imperfection: The wine prices were a bit steep in the restaurant. But… hey, you’re on vacation!
- The Verdict: I'm already planning my return.
Final Thoughts & Ratings:
- Overall: La Petite Auberge is a winner. Quirky, charming, beautiful. A true "Hidden gem". I'd give it a solid 9/10.
- Accessibility: 7/10 (Needs more clarity on specifics)
- Food & Beverage: 10/10 (Seriously, try the cheese plate.)
- Ambiance & Relaxation: 9/10 (Spa was worth every penny!)
- Cleanliness & Safety: 10/10
- Would I recommend it? Absolutely. Just… do your research, ask questions. And prepare to fall in love.
My Messy, Glorious Alsatian Romp: Logis La Petite Auberge & Beyond (Oh Boy)
Alright, buckle up buttercups. This ain't your perfectly curated travel blog. This is me, after a week in the ridiculously charming Alsace region of France, trying to make some sense of the absolute sensory overload that just happened. Specifically, a stay at that darling Logis Hotel Restaurant La Petite Auberge in Le Hohwald. Buckle up, because it's going to be… well, me.
Day 1: Arrival & Holy Crap, This is a Fairy Tale (Mostly)
- Morning (aka The Great Delay): Ugh, flights. You know the drill. Delayed, cramped… I arrived at Strasbourg airport feeling like a deflated croissant. Then a friendly French man named Jean, with a smile that could melt glaciers, picked me up in his tiny, perfectly-polished Peugeot. He regaled me with tales of Alsatian history, which I mostly glazed over because I was battling jet lag.
- Afternoon (Into the Woods!): The drive to Le Hohwald was STUNNING. Seriously, the GPS was practically begging me to pull over. Rolling hills, vineyards, storybook villages… I swore I saw a gnome peeping out from behind a particularly fluffy hydrangea. I finally arrived at La Petite Auberge… and whoa. It's everything you imagine. The red geraniums in the window boxes, the gabled roof, the little cobbled courtyard. It's the kind of place that makes you want to immediately start humming a folk tune.
- Evening (Dinner of Champions… and Slight Panic): Dinner! Thank. God. The restaurant was packed, even on a Tuesday. I ended up seated next to a very chatty elderly couple who kept trying to feed me half their choucroute garnie. (It was delicious, but seriously, it looked like enough food to feed a small army.) The wine? Local, crisp, and flowed like the river Ill. A little too much, perhaps. I may have stumbled a bit on my way to bed. Note to self: pacing is key. Also, try not to order "plat du jour" without understanding the words.
Day 2: Wine, Waffles, and Existential Angst (in that order)
- Morning (A Glorious Start): Breakfast. The BEST. Fresh pastries, strong coffee, and this amazing local jam that tasted like sunshine in a jar. I spent a good hour just people-watching the other guests – a mix of happy retirees, families with screaming toddlers, and a lone, very serious-looking man in a tweed jacket. I decided I wanted to be the happy retiree, but I'm pretty sure I was stuck somewhere in the screaming toddler spectrum.
- Afternoon (Riquewihr & The Wine Route): I rented a tiny, ridiculous little car (because, France) and decided to conquer the Route du Vin d'Alsace. Riquewihr was EVERYTHING. A tiny, ridiculously perfect village. Absolutely swarming with (mostly) tourists. Took about a thousand photos and bought a bottle of Riesling that I'll probably never open, just because the label was pretty. Found this TINY bakery that sold the most delicious waffles. I went back twice. The second time, the baker (a grumpy, but secretly sweet, old woman) gave me a wink. I consider that a major life achievement.
- Evening (More Wine, Less Angst… Well, Maybe): Back at the Auberge. This time I befriended a very charming German couple and proceeded to drink way too much Gewürztraminer. Discussed the meaning of life, the beauty of wildflowers, and the existential dread of getting older. I may have also tried to teach them some "very important" English phrases. They seemed… confused. Good times.
Day 3: Strasbourg & A Cathedral of Awesome (and a Lost Train Ticket)
- Morning (Train Trouble): Headed to Strasbourg by train. Let's just say my organizational skills are… questionable. I. Lost. My. Train. Ticket. I spent a frantic hour arguing with a very unimpressed train employee. Eventually, a kindly woman took pity on me and just let me on the next train. Note to self: learn basic French before you travel.
- Afternoon (Cathedral Chills): Strasbourg! The cathedral! Holy moly. Jaw-dropping. I wandered around for hours, completely overwhelmed by the sheer scale and beauty. The rose window was a religious experience. I may or may not have shed a tear. Then, I had a very average lunch in a very touristy restaurant. Big mistake. Stick to the tiny boulangeries, folks. They get it.
- Evening (Homeward Bound…ish): Back at the Auberge. I treated myself to a bath (the tub in my room was surprisingly luxurious). Then, devoured a book and fell promptly asleep. Best. Day. Ever.
Day 4: Hohwald Hike & The Truth About German Chocolate Cake
- Morning (Up, Up, and Away… or, at least, Up a Hill): Finally, a day devoted to this beautiful scenery! I decided on a hike in the Vosges mountains. The trails were well marked, the air was crisp, and the views were spectacular. I definitely huffed and puffed my way up a few particularly steep hills, but the views made it completely worth it. Ran into some adorable cows. Made some bad puns. All in all, a successful morning.
- Afternoon (Chocolate Cake Confession): I found this local bakery in a little village called Obernai. They were advertising "authentic German chocolate cake." Honestly? I'd been craving some chocolate. I ordered a huge slice. It was… dry. And not very chocolatey. My heart broke. I ate a portion, because wasting food feels wrong.
- Evening (Quiet Night and More Wine…): Back at the Auberge. I decided to just sit in the courtyard, with a glass of wine and a book, and soak up the atmosphere. It was probably the most peaceful moment of the entire trip. Until a flock of noisy children decided to play tag right beside me. Ah, well.
Day 5: Goodbye & A Thousand Regrets (and a Plan!)
- Morning (Departure & Despair): Sigh. Packing. The worst. I dragged my suitcase (packed with way too many souvenirs) down to the lobby. Saying goodbye to La Petite Auberge? I almost started crying. That place just had a certain je ne sais quoi.
- Afternoon (The Great Plan): Heading back to Strasbourg for the flight. It rained. I had a very mediocre sandwich. I spent the entire time already planning my return trip. I will definitely be back.
- Evening (Post-Alsace Ramblings): Sitting on the plane, exhausted but ecstatic. Alsace is a place of pure joy, even with the occasional lost train ticket, dry cake, and existential crisis. It's messy, imperfect, and utterly unforgettable. Now, all I need to do is learn some French and maybe develop a more sophisticated palate for German chocolate cake. See you soon, Alsace. This isn't good-bye, it's "à bientôt!" (And yes, I looked that up.)
La Petite Auberge: Secrets & Shenanigans - Your Burning Questions (and Mine!) Answered
So, is La Petite Auberge *really* all it's cracked up to be? Because the internet is usually a liar.
Okay, deep breaths. Yes. Mostly. Look, I went in expecting… tourist trap level charm. You know? Pretty pictures, overpriced food, generic "experience." I was *wrong*. Flat-out, utterly, completely, happily wrong. It’s got that Alsatian twee that could curdle your blood if you were a cynic (which, let’s be honest, I often am). BUT… but there's genuine heart beating beneath the gingerbread house facade. And the aroma of onion tart, oh my god, the onion tart… So, yeah, it's pretty darn special. Just don't expect perfection. More on that later. Let me tell you about the wine...
What's the *vibe* like? Is it romantic? Family-friendly? Or, you know, just plain weird?
The vibe… Ah, the vibe! Okay, so, picture this: Think cozy, like, a hug from a slightly tipsy grandma. Dim lighting, crackling fireplace (if you're lucky!), and the happy murmur of conversations in French, German, and a few heavily accented attempts at English. It's definitely got a romantic *bent* – perfect for a date night, assuming your date appreciates the whole "charming village auberge" thing and isn't expecting a nightclub. There were a few families when I was there, mostly with kids old enough to sit still for, say, an hour and appreciate the food, but it’s not a bouncy castle kind of place, know what I mean? It’s more… "whispered secrets and shared plates" than "screaming kids." And the weird factor? Well, the owner, Jean-Pierre, is… characterful. Let's just say he "adds to the atmosphere." I actually love it! He's got that certain *je ne sais quoi* that’s the perfect mix of grumpy and charming. He seems like he truly loves what he does.
Let's talk food. What should I *actually* order? And is it worth the price tag?
Okay, food. Listen, the food is… it's good, really good. It's not Michelin star fancy, it's *real* Alsatian cooking, heart and soul on a plate. Order the onion tart. NO, seriously. Don't even think about skipping the onion tart. Honestly, it was so good, I almost licked the plate. And the *Flammekueche* – thin, crispy, and loaded with deliciousness. They bake it right there! The *choucroute garnie* (sauerkraut with meats) is legendary, but be warned: come hungry. *Very* hungry. The portions are… generous. Now, is it expensive? Well, it's not dirt cheap, let's put it that way. Expect to pay a bit more than your average *bistro*. But – and this is a big BUT – the quality of the ingredients, the care that goes into the cooking, and the overall experience actually make it worth the price. It's an *experience*, not just a meal. Think about it like this: are you willing to pay a little extra for something that makes you *happy* for hours after you finish? If the answer is yes, then go. And if you’re cheap, just skip the expensive wine.
Okay, specific experience please: Did you get annoyed by anything? Tell me the *truth*.
Alright, alright, let's get down to the grit. Yes. God, yes. First, Jean-Pierre (bless his heart!) can be a bit… mercurial. One minute he's charming, the next he's barking orders at the waitstaff and muttering under his breath. I think he just loves the drama. I ordered something, and he *forgot*. I mean, I waved him over and he looked mortified, and immediately apologized. But for me it was only funny and cute, it felt like a part of the experience. Also, the service, depending on how busy they are, can be *slow*. Like, "Europe slow." But that's part of the charm, right? Also, and this isn't really a negative, the place is small. *Tiny*. So if you're claustrophobic, or hate being close to strangers, maybe this isn't the place for you. Oh! And the bathroom upstairs is tiny, so prepare to contort yourself!
I keep hearing that La Petite Auberge is *hidden*. How do I even *find* the thing? Seriously, is it a secret society?
Okay, so, "hidden" is a bit of an exaggeration. It’s not like it's behind a secret waterfall. But, yes, it's not on the main street, and, yes, it took me a *while* to find it. GPS is your friend. Honestly. Look, it's in a charming little village, not a bustling metropolis, so just prepare to navigate some winding cobblestone streets. Expect to lose your way - the entire experience is so worth it to explore the area. Trust me, when you finally see the sign, a little hand-painted thing with a wobbly 'Auberge' on it, you'll feel a sense of accomplishment. And relief, because all that searching will make you *extra* hungry for onion tart.
Let's be real: is it touristy? I *hate* tourists. (I may be a tourist myself...)
Okay, this is the big one, isn't it? "Tourist trap" is the boogeyman for travelers. Listen, there are *some* tourists. It's a popular spot, by definition, meaning people want to go. But the clientele seems to be a nice mix of locals, people who *found* the place through word-of-mouth (like me!), and the occasional group of travel-weary adventurers. It doesn't have that overwhelming, manufactured "tourist" feel, if you know what I mean. It’s more about *feeling* authentic than *posing* as authentic. What I mean is that it avoids the worst of the stereotype. And honestly, the food is so good, who cares?!
Did I mention the wine? Tell me about the wine!
Oh, the wine. Right. Of course. It's Alsace, so… expect amazing. They have a fantastic selection. Not a massive list, but carefully chosen, with plenty of local vineyards represented. Jean-Pierre knows his stuff, and he's happy to recommend pairings. He even poured something for me to try before I committed! *Always* ask for a recommendation. And, most importantly, order a bottle and share it. You'll need it to fully appreciate the onion tart and the general wonderful chaos of theHotels With Kitchenettes
Logis Hotel Restaurant La Petite Auberge Alsace Le Hohwald France
Logis Hotel Restaurant La Petite Auberge Alsace Le Hohwald France
