my parents went to this restaurant to drink coffee and enjoy a piece of cake. the coffee was like in any restaurant! black, hot and cost for coffee. but the cake is a joy. it turned out that this lincer torte was made himself. because my mother was cooked, they came into a conversation that went to the evening, so my oldest stayed at dinner. they ordered a self-made stew. because this court was simply fabulous, she decided to come back the next day. my elders did not come back the next day, they became family members! every year or whenever it was, they were or we were all there, but not only because of the good food or the hospitable fam. smarter, but also because of the rest, the landscape...
