The vineyard comes from the mother. Father dug the foundations with a spade, poured the bricks himself and this house was built stone by stone by him and the family. We moved in in the autumn of 1955. Memories of happy childhood days always have something to do with the house, the large garden and the drive of the parents. And later, when we had our own family - the door was always open and the warm welcome gripped us with all its warmth and yet came naturally.
Now my parents have died and my husband and I have been able to buy the house from my siblings. There is plenty of space in the large house and we thought of you, who would one day become our guests.
We also have very good Fellbach wines for a cosy evening.