From the liquor manufactory to the culinary myth at the edge of Schöneberg. The concept of this distillery—famed far beyond the reaches of its neighborhood thanks to the “Iron Lady” of a hostess, record holder in barring people from entering. This has been a mandatory stop for school trips for decades. Today, nephew Raimon is indifferent about any signs of deterioration. The walls haven’t been painted for 130 years. Every leg of every table has its own story to tell. Rustic, rumpled, run-down, and absolutely authentic. The only thing modern about this place is the music played by the young bands who have recently started performing.