Hatzenbuehl
Gehrlein's Alte Mühle

Gehrlein's Alte Mühle

Zur Untermühle 1, 76770 Hatzenbühl , Rheinland-Pfalz, Hatzenbuehl, Germany

Soup • Meat • German • Cheese


"For my wife’s birthday, the “bucklige” did not host the “save”! Bremer relationship in the Palatinate. It was close to returning with the worth of mother-in-laws and my mother somewhere near. The Alte Mühle, the second-local of Martin Gehrlein, is always a reliable bank. So, after reservations made in advance, we went to Rheinzabern to make a visit to this Landidyll, which has already been reviewed several times by me. The devastating Corona location at the beginning of April had quite decimated the kitchen crew. Nearly all were at home at the competition. Together with the only, still negative operation, the mill team had shrunk on just two people from the regular staff, which is why at this time hardly any reservations were taken, as it was simply impossible to cope with this. The more beautiful that we were allowed to be there on that Thursday evening in a family round. If you are interested in the interesting mill history and would like to learn a little more about the drums of this popular South Palatinate return address, I refer to the reports that have been set up here so far. There are four pieces and truly no short reporations. No. 5 will be a bit tighter this time. swear! The friendly service lady who received us – this is so tradition – in the Dirndl suggested the back guest room. There we would have our rest, which was quite right for us to stay with our little ones. In this last finished part of the place, I had never sat before. Here, too, a well-maintained ambience was dominated by rustic wooden tables, very comfortable upholstered chairs and a professionally refurbished front. Framed by the bright wood of the ceiling and the floor, the small, harmoniously illuminated “backroom” with its only three large tables sprayed a homely feel-good atmosphere that invited to stay. The back room Our view fell outside on the not inferiorly lasy courtyard terrace, but for which it was still too fresh in early April. Due to the declining billing document, I can't give the drunk here completely this evening. But since the papal was there, it is obvious that the one or the other hop tea was also consumed. Also at least two bottles of mineral water met thirsty pickers at the table. Since the drinks prices had not changed since last year, I also refer to my '21er Rezi. As always, the mill guest is allowed to make his choice of food after studying the “Fresszettel” attached to a clamping board. The food program held on a DIN A4 sheet could also be seen this time. As the only starter of our round I chose the Kohlrabicrèmesuppe with liver dumpling insert 6,80 Euro . Then it was possible to be the panned chicken breast with potato salad and Knobi Dip 16.80 Euro. My wife, on the other hand, preferred to walk on vegetarian paths. In her lasagna from the mountain lens with Aubergine and Tomate 15,50 Euro, even a small supplemental salad was included. My mother, who is normally facing the Rumpsteak, was able to draw up an ad hoc mill burger €13.80, which then also ordered the mother-in-law “but without Brutzel Speck”! Her husband also had a hand-resistant body and soul kitchen, which brought a pork roast with cream twisting and semmelknödel 15,80 euros. The fact that you also get tasty soups served in Martin Gehrlein's Hatzenbühler Dependance is no longer a secret. My slightly foamed, beautifully ally Kohlrabicreme was one of the best I could spoon out this year. Rusticized with a defensive liver dump, this was a presumptuous feel-good trumpet as they only get grains of their compartment in the plate. Kohlrabicrèmesuppe with liver dumplings From the two types of bread that I had to go to soup accompaniment, I was especially reminded of the dark. Its large-pored, fluffy crumbs closed off good goods. Look in the pores, kid! As the first premonition of the main dishability, the two “Mühlen Burger” equipped with abundantly melted cheese reached us. In fact, our two Frikadellen women would have had their hands full with their imposing caventsmen, but with knives and forks, they were of course also immortal to the juicy Bulette buildings. The Mill Burger a signature of the House My wife was delighted by her appetizingly looking Veggie Lasagne, who, in addition to the mountain lenses hidden between noodle leaves and eggplant pieces, also came up with crisply cooked vegetables and a very mouth-filling tomato sauce. Veggie Lasagne She also lost only praiseworthy words about her contribution salad made with Sauerrahmdressing. It's nice that she was able to enjoy her birthday meal. But that was certainly our good daughter. This one had made it comfortable on a crawler blanket and was gradually enjoyed by Bremer Omi. Meanwhile, her husband had a hand-resistant pork roast with attached semmelknödelduo. The meat could have come from the neck, according to its growing juice. It could have been just as good a finely marbled pig's piece, which was in two handsome slices on the father-in-law plate. Pork roast with a lot of sauce Such thought games were clearly sniffing to the inmeated Bremer. He enjoyed his body and soul food, blessed with a lot of delicate roast sauce, which not only enjoys a great popularity in the southern part of Germany. Even I did not take my decision at the main course. Two crispy fried chicken breasts had made it comfortable on the plate next to a perfectly prepared potato salad. Chicken crispy breast with potato salad The Aioli was delivered in a small stone shell à part. The two sufficiently spiced protagonists fell out on the outside in a coarse and juicy manner. There was nothing to assemble. The portion size was also completely sufficient. The potato salad refreshed with a few spring onions had the right severity to make a dessert obsolete. The only worrisome drop of this really successful evening was the fact that my father-in-law took advantage of his place at the table beginning as well as my temporary inattentiveness shamelessly and shyly for operation in the main guest room, in order to settle the bill quietly and quietly behind my back. This was so unofficial and will certainly still have a family-internal “afterplay”. They're the Bremers. Friendly, nice, generous people, but you can't trust any of them...???? Conclusion: The Alte Mühle in front of the gates of Rheinzabern is in the list of our relatively fast to reach favorite locals very far. Here one is always very friendly and fully satisfied and what comes from the kitchen always has a qualitative claim. You taste that and you can also taste the one or the other euro more. This does not change the fact that this friendly country guest house spoils its guests with a really good price enjoyment ratio. With our next arrival, we don't wait so long. Then on the lazy terrace on a warm summer evening."