"Earlier, yes earlier in the supposed better times, there was reliable in every village, in every neighborhood, in every gravel in almost insurmountable number.... the pub, the pickle, the sputt or the inn... Nowadays they have mutated either in the sports bar with underground culinary uind aesthetics offer or the trendy In Treff with tapas and bargain fress if they did not even die the very quiet death of the so many other village pubs. In Hageloch, a village district on the edge of the Schönbuch of the magnificent university town of Tübingen, this generally appalling decline in bitter resistance is achieved. At the idyllic address At the village fountain, the GRÜNE BAUM has been hiding something since ancient times. A village farm par excellence.... After conquering one of the rare parking spaces in the lush village alley, the inclined guest is led to the first floor via a narrow wooden staircase. All human needs should be made first on the ground floor... On the Belle floor of the old farmhouse, which rather welcomes small guest rooms with rustic interiors: pasture of reefs and deer, filled balls of small mammals from the nearby forest are mandatory here.... A secondary space for the great urge is additionally kept ready. The soon made rather small card brings culinary delicacies to the Swabian skis, but still groundy: beef with herbal bottles and muzzle soup belong to the standard, cream carvings or beef roasts with late zle to the general good and if it is to be a slum, of course the ingenious onion roasting with peasant bread or even with good choice. Peasant sausage for the serrated guests from Westphalia with or without Swabian potato salad and the indestructible mustache for the dwarfs among the Swabians are of course also in the repertoire.... The service is unobtrusive homosexual polite and man/woman is of course iron concerned about the well-being of foreign guests from the Ruhrpott.... over acidic cubes and acidic kidneys were therefore kept polite and otherwise the Swabian wine and the local beer were praised! Luckily, a few years ago, the generations were able to change without tasteful and aesthetic loss... because it just remained as usual.... A hostage to the taste of the lap and probably a stranger.... Greetings from Schroeder"