The oldest wooden bridge in Europe, and it's most beautiful when no one else is there.
Pastarazzi
A pasta counter near the station where the fillings change by the morning.
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Food & drinks
Koen's favourite
Koen's favourite
Pastarazzi sits on Hirschengraben, a short walk from Lucerne's train station, in a small room with a handful of tables and a display case that doubles as the menu. There is no printed English translation. Staff explain the day's ravioli by pointing and describing the fillings as they go: ricotta and spinach, pumpkin, lemon, whatever the kitchen has folded that morning.
Diners choose their own combination, then pick a sauce, tomato, pesto, or sage and butter, and wait while the pasta cooks to order. The fillings shift with the seasons. The format does not. Reservations matter here. The tables fill fast at lunch, mostly with locals who already know what they want before they sit down.
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