January 1, 2003
The warmth of the room greeted us as we walked through the door. I immediately noticed a large hearth with an open fire. A large grill sat in the flames, and food was cooking over this open fire.
The hostess seated us immediately, directing us to the one empty table. There were only a dozen or so tables and booths in this section of the restaurant. Another room of tables was located on the other side of the entrance, near the restrooms, so the restaurant could handle larger groups of people if needed. One wall was decorated with license plates from the United States. I concluded that these came from the cars off the military base located in Baumholder.
The menus included both German and English narratives, so we were able to make our dinner selections. I ordered pork tips and noodles and my brother-in-law requested the beef tips and noodles. My wife wanted the plain schnitzel, but the waitress put her hands on her hips and said, "No. You must have schnitzel with gravy." Knowing that most restaurant servers know the good things to eat, my wife agreed to take the waitress’s suggestion. When asked if my wife wanted baked potato, french fries, or house potatoes, my wife asked for the waitress’s suggestion. "Get the house potatoes," the waitress promptly replied. We also order Bitburger beer, which was quickly brought to our table, and we sipped while waiting for our meal.
My wife’s dinner was the best. The schnitzel was not greasy, and was perfectly seasoned. The amount of gravy was generous and did enhance her dinner. The potatoes tasted great. Every time my wife and her brother engaged in conversation, I reached over to her plate and grabbed a forkful of either schnitzel or potatoes. My brother-in-law likewise did the same. Her plate was polished clean and I don’t think she had the opportunity to eat much of her dinner. I generously shared my noodles with her!
From journal Ancestral Home in Germany